Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(GOBBLING UNINTELLIGIBLY)
(crying)
It's her or me.
(panicked gobbling)
(shrieks)
My link to the Internet.
I am your husband.
Whoa. It's alive.
You really know how to make a woman feel special.
So, you cool now?
(worried gobbling)
But don't worry. I still love you,
Hold on. So, I sent some of Marge's DNA
(screams): Odds bodkins!
...and the living will envy the dead.
(shouting indistinctly)
or, God forbid, 4:15?
(GOBBLES AND YELPS)
BOTH (sighing): Oh, yeah.
-...the most incredible... -Hmm?
Gobble, gobble, don't be jerky.
(panicked gobbling)
to come up with the perfect escape plan.
-I'm Marge. -Hold on.
Doesn't that thing know the skin's the best part?
Eh, those are more of a summer food.
Pass the yams and carve the turkey.
wetting my bunk at summer camp.
(laughs)
They were just midnight pork chops.
or dry-eth of rub."
MARTIN: It's Martin. Let me in.
and it mutated into a jelly monster.