Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, that's what l've been trying to tell you.
I don't know. Maybe, if it's hungry.
2 x 2 x 3 x 13 x 19 = 2964
God, why does he look sad?
Charles Yamamota!
What the hell's wrong with you? What the hell's wrong with you?
(LAUGHS) Peter Griffin. Cabin clown.
until I realized they were just misunderstood.
13 x 227 = 2951
Patrick, you're my brother and I love you, but you're not well.
Yeah, honey. That's what camp is.
(CROWD CHEERING)
But wait, this is our last chance to do a panty raid!
I got news for you. The News of the World!
You can almost see a little bit of woman.
(ALL SCREAMING)
(SINGING) It seems today that all you see
- What was that? - Never you mind what that was.
Hey, we all know this guy goes for the classy ladies.
You're welcome to search my beef case.
Sure, Brian.
Yeah, but, Dad, you said to wake you up.
Okay, but what about training?
All right, Chris, if we're gonna pay the entry fee for that eating contest,
- Davis? - [stomach rumbles]
The killer wasn't trying to murder this kid.
Justin? Justin, that does not work for me.
People call him the Fat Guy Strangler.
Now I'm gonna do a stomach count.
Oh, there's no other cops here.
[ Screaming ]
Right, Giant Robot?
I didn't get the kid's name. We're supposed to do that.
But first, fix that notepad
How is that possible?
What are you doing here?
Now for the next five days, we're gonna focus on nothing but training.
Oh dear! Stewie, no!
- Jenkins? - (STOMACH RUMBLES)
Oh! There's no pulling the wool over this guy's eyes.
On your marks, get set, eat!
Rupert, we won't give that evil robot the satisfaction of killing us.
Oh, my God, that guy is huge.