Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh. Well, have fun.

Ooh, ooh. Ha ha! I'm Webby.

( excited whimpering )

Thanks, Granny.

Did he tie it himself?

I tried, and that's what matters, right?

What about me, Ma?

This is it, Ma.

Let's go, boys.

- when you're tied up in a meat locker. - Startin' with you.

Sir, this is out of control.

- Beakley? - I feel I should prepare you.

Your usual table, sir.

But everything I do is, you know, not.

It's like I don't even know you anymore.

You lose the element of surprise.

- Let's get 'em. - Uh-uh.

Do you think he got to be the richest duck in Duck Burg

( doorbell rings )

your son again..."

I am both uking and puking.

Of course she's gonna be a little... off.

Welcome to Funso's. There's no place finer.

The Beagle boys. They hate your uncle.

Dewey, don't yell at your target

as long as it in no way inconveniences me.

If you had checked with me,

And how did you manage this?

I'm pleased to have you here,

House meeting now!