Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Everything okay, amigo?
I identified myself as a doctor
You're gonna join me?
(CHUCKLES)
I was just about to start reconstituting
He got into a fight.
Who knows what's going on in there.
Uh... (CHUCKLES)
survives on the brains of murdered teenagers.
He wants to talk about a business opportunity.
You're a zombie. You have visions.
That kid over there. He's the victim's Little Brother.
No, Julien will handle the delivery.
they tend to bleed.
All right.
One in the head. One in the heart.
(CLEARS THROAT)
That's priceless.
Sorry for your loss, ma'am. Please have a seat.
When three things go well in a row:
Wait. I don't understand what you're saying.
Penny and I would've been able to enroll Anna in a world-class private school.
Hey, you need to pull it together.
That's, like, uh, poo, right?
Blaine murders teenagers and delivers their brains to zombies.
(PAINTBALL GUN FIRING)
All those drawings? He did them before Everett asked to be his Big Brother.
LIV: Hooah!
Was there anyone who could account for you,
That phrase is how he kept a clear conscience.
I seriously can't even pronounce,
(FAINTLY) What?
When you need another delivery, how do you get in touch with Blaine?
Where can I find Blaine?
4:20? Um...
I'm a weenie.
I guess I picked the wrong people to take to small claims court
How the hell am I getting to Alan York?
(PHONE RINGING)
His wife.
You're a lousy host.
(SLAMS PHONE ON TABLE)
Tell the nice lady where we were.
I'm telling you it wasn't!
RAVI: Major, you home?