Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

l'm too young to go.
-Anything you desire. -Just don't get carried away.
-Well, l'll get to it. l'll get to it. -Well, anything you say.
Oh, not your average everyday genie...
-You called me, Dr. Bellows? -There's something wrong...
When you step out of that spaceship, remember, easy does it.
Well, young lady, l'm afraid you don't have much say about that.
-You're taking me back? -Temporarily.
The pedals are weighted. You won't be able to go very fast.
All right, now, come on out.
Wait until you see the lunch l have planned for you, master.
What's next?
lt's very ticklish.
But in my opinion, you've been a bit jumpy lately.
-What's the matter? -l don't know, sir. lt tickles, that's all.
l mean, am l all right?
When l step out into space, Roge will pilot the ship.
Stop. Come on, come on. Cut it out, will you! Come on!