Hog trough?

Get the head!

Open it!

Over near the hog trough.

The murderer began to enjoy killing.

Bring the box!

Now, throw 'em in the horse trough.

Someone, obviously suffering from paranoia, is playing a game with you.

Throw the gun in the trough.

The service is attended by cooks from all over the world. It's a beautiful and moving ceremony.

No! Is that a goat?

Another thing that could be fixed is the shape of the hall.

The issue was they didn't know where the Scud launchers were.

If he was in a coffin, we'd know.

The little baby in the manger.

I designed a dip that Cattle magazine called brilliant.

So, Temple, will you put some cattle through your dip while I'm here?

So we opened this place. And this is a vat that we fill with treasures that students dig in.

There are coffins I guess, with a cross.

The tub ran over while she was on the phone.

The bathtub overflowed while she was talking on the phone.

It was found in a box buried in 1815.

He had an attack in the afternoon we discovered the box.

See, I lost my designer and I need a new cattle dip.

The problem with bombs and pickle barrels is not getting the bomb inside the pickle barrel, it's knowing how to find the pickle barrel.

When you read this I'll be on a beach or in a coffin.

No wise men came from the east to worship at a manger.

The box was sealed with a crucifix.

Firstly, how cattle can be introduced into dip vats on their own accord.

Well, my friend. Are we ready to raise this creaking tub?

Every Monday Mrs. Evans washed all the family's clothes in the tin bath.

You sit in a box, a coffin. Gasoline all around you.

All I know is that there was a name on the box Oscar De La Vallé.

Man, Upgrayedd didn't tell me they'd be putting me... in no damn coffin with tubes and shit!

And the young heir to Medici power, Lorenzo, could not be omitted from this painting's composition.

Last time you told me not to worry was 500 goddamn years ago... when you were trying to tell me to get into some coffin.

I designed a dip vat at John Wayne's Red River Feedlot that the editor of Cattle magazine said was a masterpiece...

Down, there are barrels are sticked to the ceiling, as if a guy messed up a game of TETRlS.

A 19 year old army recruit holds bullets, I wouldn't hesitate to use my weapon.

But he said, with the Mark 15 Norden bombsight, he could drop a bomb into a pickle barrel at 20,000 ft.

Many earlier paintings illustrate the Magi arriving at a stable, stately manger, fitting for the son of God.

All the water for cooking, cleaning and bathing had to be carried in buckets and pails in from the outside.

Tragic attempts by lonely old coffin dodgers... to meet someone before they give up and peg out.

In practice, the Norden bombsight can drop a bomb into a pickle barrel at 20,000 ft., but that's under perfect conditions.

You know what, now we really can put a bomb inside a pickle barrel at 20,000 ft.