Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-[mocking] Ooh. -Are you kidding me?
[snarling]
-Ow! Ow! Mum! -Hilda... [shouting]
[owl hooting]
-[screaming] -Somebody lives there, you know.
-[snarles] -[electricity crackles]
[panting]
[Twig whines]
Well, they're tiny and they don't like us very much.
Help!
-Fetch Angelina's basket, will you? -Right away, Mr. Mayor.
Now, if you'll sign this last page yourself, we'll be all set.
-[gasps] Oh, Angelina! -Aha!
This better not be some kind of trick.
Oh, my people take the business of who sees them and who doesn't very seriously,
It's rude! It's rude!
[snoring]
I only said I'd get rid of you because I knew I'd get elected if I did.
[sighs] Please, Mum, I don't want to live in the dirty old city.
-I don't-- -Your ear.
-[blows, slurps] -[man whistling]
plans are in place, letters are being sent,
Well, I don't like them.
[sniffling, crying]