Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

If you're not going to eat that...
on my own
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He turned you in for sweeties.
- [Grunts] - No!
- You didn't believe her, either. - Apologize to Lucy.
Couldn't we come with you?
Lucy's the only one that's been here before.
Kahly says what you doing Lucy says nothing
- [Moaning] - Wait!
She said she met some faun called Tumnus.
Shouldn't you both be in bed?
Special treatment for the special boy!
The prisoner!
[Stammering]
Enough.
...because he turned you in.
- [Yelping] - [Hooves stomping]
You're not my parents!
- [Snorting] - [Cheering]
Oh, I expect so.
Who would do something like this?
And you may want to cover your ears.
THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA LADY AND THE TRAMP WELCOME LADY NICE OF COLLAR
It seems familiar.
[Spits] Oh, yeah, there's a right bit more than hope!
[Howling]
THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA LADY AND THE TRAMP DO NOT CITE THE DEEP MAGIC TO ME WATERNOOSE
Long live King Richard!
Can't get Mr. Beaver to get out of his chair.
The Witch's army is nearing, sire. What are your orders?
Hurry, Mother! They're after us!
- And ready my sleigh. - [Tumnus groaning]
[Man] Hold on to your brother's hand. Don't let it go.
Turkish delight?
[Horse whinnies]
You saw outside. This place is huge.
[Groaning]
Break me off a piece of that Kit Kat bar
Where are you?
Like everything we've ever heard.
You need it more than I do.
- Wait! Dad! - Ed!
the Magnificent.
None of this would have happened if you had listened to me!
[Girl] Mommy!
[Birds chirping]
Go on!
how would it be if you came and had tea with me?
I thought you said it was a kid's game.
Professor. I'm sorry. I told them you were not to be disturbed.
I was just playing along.
...unintelligent?
Come along. Come along this way, please.
Or else, not so fortunate.
[Whimpering]
Hurry!
For sweeties.
(LUCY WAILS)
- You do? - Yeah, of course.
- Lucy! - Not again.
Do not cite the deep magic to me, witch I was there when it was written
Ah!
THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA MEET THE ROBINSONS WELCOME LEWIS
BRANCH TROLL FANBOY2009 SUCKS
She calls herself the Queen of Narnia, but she really isn't.
[Crowd murmuring]
- We can handle it. - Oh, I can see that.
[Grunts]
Mr. Tumnus.
[Snarling]
Cuckoo
(Squealing)
You were so helpful to my wolves last night.
It's all in the wardrobe like I told you!
We sent the news that you were dead.
[Wind blowing]
Do you want some milk?
Long live King Edmund!
He's gone.
[Grunting, roaring]
My police tore that dam apart.
[Breathing heavily]
[Indistinct chatter]
He's usually the more truthful one, is he?
Lucy?
You have to trust me. For this must be done.
Peter, quickly, the shelter. Now!
when mom says theres food at home