Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You just wait right here.
Master, what does this Madame Zolta look like?
Tony? My darling nephew?
You will disturb the spirits.
Do not apologize, major.
And l think l figured out how she does it.
His aunt Sue and uncle Jeff were in it, sir.
Yes, Madame Zolta.
Look, l don't blame you. l was sceptical myself.
Perhaps if he could see some of his departed loved ones.
No, no. No, l like my neighbours. l really do.
-Please be seated. -Thank you.
l said, how is everything in the old country, you big bag of ectoplasm?
Bigger than a breadbox.
-Forget l mentioned it, huh? -Oh, well...
...do not let go of the hands you are holding.
Hello, my boy. lt's good to see you.
Major Nelson. Miss Gordon.
And l think there's some kind of a swindle going on.
Now there are sceptics among us...