Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No cops.
Afternoon, mop top.
(bell tolling)
(chuckles) Heck of a poem there, fella.
So, how does it feel to be the most beloved man in Springfield?
That's right, neighborino.
parentless children.
Whoop‐de‐do.
when it hears all about your generosity.
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I just found the back door open, his car's in the garage,
Are you calling me a liar?!
‐Turtles. ‐Bunk‐boat.
Check the darn schedule.
Barb Belfry, this diddly‐daliance
‐(Fat Tony screams) ‐(grease sizzling, bubbling)
or little pats on the head.
Oh, Lord, seems like everything's gone screwy
Okay, okay, I'll just get rid of him.
When you bought all the orphans in town,
It's like having a tickle in my nose for 50 years
We got an arrangement, me and Mel.
as that donation wasn't in my name.
(grunts)
I have a very old, very personal debt to collect.
(groans)
(bell jingles)