Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All hail to the king!
I say we feed him to the wo-- the wo-- the wolves!
Speaking of muscle mass,
[ Villagers shouting, metal clanging ]
He lifted the sword!
Stop!
Yes, my liege?
[ Groaning ]
Fire! Veggies!
[ Banging ] Villager: Hullo!
Cor blimey, nice to make yer acquaintance, gentlemen.
Well, you did, sire.
♪
Did you say "castle"?
Woman: Please excuse Mr. Carrot.
Daughter of Sir Butterbean.
♪ I can do anything
Hyah!