Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No way! I didn't do it!
That's my favorite game. That's my favorite game.
Bart the Impaler?
I shall pattern my reign on Enguerrand VII, Sire de Coucy!
I've got something to say.
Now I forgot who won Bud Bowl VIII.
Forget it!
the Western branch of American Reform Presbylutheranism.
He's right-- can't we all get together and concentrate on our real enemies?
Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome--
Yeah, whatever.
Bingo?
Why does that woman thwart my sporadic interest in my children?
Mom, that's blasphemy!
I'll admit the vow of celibacy is one of our sterner challenges.
Mom, you believe me, don't you?
Come on, feel the Lord Heaven's your reward
Well, it's a little harder than that.
"Local father, son may swith religions"
You have to cheat.
STRETCH OUT YOUR ARMS LIKE OUR LORD ON THE CROSS!
around on the couch like a bum, 'cause that's my thing!
Okay, let's make some magic here.
That's right.
Which we've since abolished.
you can always find absolution in the sacrament of confession.
Hop in, boy.
Why did you guys have to take me away?
My coat of arms is a Spider-Man couchant on a field vert.
Bart, we're here to bring you back to the one true faith,
when Saint Peter himself appears before me.
in the privacy of your own soul is your business,
Tralloo Trallay!
There's 37 cents in the coin caddy and stay out of my diary!
You're responsible for this, Simpson!
Pelt all you want, but revenge will be Willie's.
The name's Father Sean.
So now, what do we call it when the communion
No! No, I've already assigned each of you a role in the medieval court.
Martin, you shall be our king.
Her husband, too.