Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's Milhouse.
I stole it from McBain after I cut off your father's thumb.
I can't go to juvie. They use guys like me as currency!
- This is where I come to cry. - Cool.
Okay, okay!
Let's keep this our little secret.
Bart!
Great grilled-cheese ghost!
The pay stinks, but-
Nice try, Runt, and WAKE UP, BABY! Chevy, don't do that!!
We've gotta get to the hospital, Homer!
Whoa! How'd you find it?
it's, um, 123 Fake Street.
Son of a diddly!
Can you drive me to Shelbyville Hospital?
Mm-hmm.
- That'll keep your thumb fresh and delicious. - Thanks, Moe.
Lisa!
You must. You can't sacrifice grades for romance.