The Accusations Fly

The Lineup: Henry Fonda, Vera Miles, and a bunch of stage hands who don't realize they're in the shot.

Fart Factor: An intense 5.8 out of 10. Henry tries to rise above the cloud of suspicion, but Vera retreats into the fog as unnamed masses finger the flatulent.

Most Likely Fart Suspect: Twist ending! This guy:

Italy Stinks

The Lineup: Josh Duhahauhahmel and Veronica Mars pile into a small European car and fill it with garlic-smelling methane.

Fart Factor: A harmless rom-com 4 out of 10. He ain't mad, and she ain't tellin'!

Most Likely Fart Suspect: "Did I poot? Mi dispiace!"

Whoa, Easy There, Bessie.

Here's an unknown but terrifically titled classic western.

The Lineup: An oversized cowboy, his fearless 1:2 scale sidekick, and the nice girl who works at the sundae shop on Miller Street.

Fart Factor: Pretty huge with that title. Man, if it was just that title against the cloud background, I would have already said 20 out of 10.

Most Likely Fart Suspect: That wasn't a fart. One of the rancher's cows shit outside your bedroom window.