Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Cast off all ropes! - Yes, sir! Roger that!
[both giggling]
I'm sorry, Mic-Mic. I just wanted to...
Now that I've had my workout, it's time to start our journey.
Well, I-I just wanted you to know...
Mic-Mic, did you hear that?
Everything is going just like I planned.
And my campaign agenda is very simple:
brought me an invitation.
Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad...
What about my pain and suffering?
[tense music playing]
It looks like your plan worked out well again.
You can find some mushrooms there, go fishing.
Step aside, let me try!
But, fortunately, me and my friends here
Arlo, this is all your fault! Get out, Now! You idiots!
You're a true legend to the rest of the bird kind.
to a presidential candidate of the United Woods of America!
[slow-motion] Hold tight, buddy!
[hyena] Surround him! Let's get him!
Oscar, this is all your fault! Get out!
Are you back in the mail department?
My goodness, what a day!
were entrusted with delivering the baby grizzly.
[Doug] I'm here!
Well... Don Vulture is right.
Copy that, Oscar!
[grunting]
Uh... mm.
- Me too! - And me.
a baby panda last year, aren't you?
[coughing] Dad, it's not my fault I got sick.
but those within the president's circle!
Ta-da!
[Mic-Mic straining]
[groaning]
our bees are so wild, um, even I am afraid of 'em.
The delivery service messed up,
[all gasp]
Kissing Fucking
[babbles]
Thank you.
Absolutely not!. Absolutely not!.
Right! You know, beekeeping is a form of art.
- We're going down! - Going down?
getting us all here safe and sound in one piece.
But promise not to do it again.
[static buzzing]
Hey, but I do!
we are trusting him with a very special and important task.
Very well then.
Mic-Mic.
I've noticed that saving the world always gives me a headache.
[cooing]
Hey, it's time you had some fun.
Wait, but I am... not a crocodile!
Huh? Huh? Huh?
I'm pot-bellied, but you are the weirdos!
My friends, I'm very proud and incredibly humbled by this honor.
Wow! Hold on, is that really you?
The baby!
- Me too. - I most certainly do.
- Ki-ya! - [yelling]
Whew! Well, pluck my wings, I found you!
We could... make some...
It would be a great honor
This time, he will deliver a baby
Man, you're heavy. Somebody had too many wontons.
Uh, you can both chill out now.
Thanks, but no thanks!
and definitely something I could brag to my kids about.
No one else is left.
and some weird creature with black spots under its eyes.
Huh?
But we still have to get the baby home to his parents.
It's that side. It's that side.
Should I get on it, too?
It's done, Father. The baby grizzly is gone.
[grunting]