Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Very good.
I'll check the roof
Six and two is eight Plus eight is 16
Would you like one of my flowers?
Let's see, Paulita.
Quiet, Isabel.
Is he a ghost?
I don't even know if this letter will reach you.
Ticket prices will be
"Now neither malice nor hatred,
- A brittlegill. - A flyswatter.
the call to sleep always ignored,
or even horrified.
We'd never make it with you two weaklings.
Never forget, girls: This is the worst of all.
Now you rub it on your face.
Poor Don José!
Though nothing can bring back the happy moments we spent together,
He had arms and feet.
Look at all the cans of film!
How much you wanna bet?
Quiet!
- Does he live there? - Yes.
Okay.
Come and put them on him.
- Good-bye, Papa. - Good-bye.
If you're his friend,