Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Cavorting, right?
- All right, another turn. - You're wasting your time.
- Hey, Bo? - Yes, sir.
♪ No flippers, no bulges ♪
All right. What do they do?
- ♪ Although you are not even green ♪ - ♪ La, la, la, la, la, la ♪
♪ Your eyes are not bulgy ♪
I'm sorry, Scoots. I'd love to, but I'm on strike.
Our prisoner, Lynn Redgrave, is safe.
Our prisoner, Maid Marian, is safe.
Mr. Shakespeare, what an honor.
Bo, set up the torture scene.
[sighs] No, I want to talk to you.
All right, now will you talk?
- The others were all good. - [laughing]
[man] Hooray! To the rescue! Come on!
Yes, yes, what is it? Hmm? Hmm?
♪ Tale of Robin Hood ♪
great ladies of stage and screen, Miss Lynn Redgrave.
Was it the fact that I'm a daring robber?
- What? - Ah-ha!
Oh, what is it, Little John?
[all shouting indistinctly]
Cavort, cavort, cavort, cavort... You got that?
♪ No croaking, no warts ♪
No, you fool, that's the Sheriff of Nottingham.
Uh, sure, but let me get an actor to do it properly.
I didn't understand all of it,
[laughter and cheering]
[snorting]
No, but it sure got wounded pretty bad tonight.
Lynn Redgrave, 15 seconds to curtain, Miss Redgrave.
Oh, you silver-tongued flatterer.
[snorting]
Do you know I saw The Sound of Music