Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What are we gonna do now?
Boy, are you a tough customer. Bet you didn't even clap to save Tinkerbell.
Know what your problem is? Your soul is vacant. You have no sensitivity.
An artistic notion not lost on myself. The bigger the cushion, the--
Thank you for a most enjoyable meal, Mr. Addison.
I'm just gonna grant meself one now.
You are familiar with them, are you not?
Where to go. What to do. What shirt to wear, what tie. What to get.
-Ms. Hayes, Mr. Addison, this is.... -Kathleen Kilpatrick.
-What if I gave you the gold? -Us?
What are you doing?
I can't leave my pot of gold laying in your living room, can I?
Us innovative, vanguard types were always misunderstood.
But take it alone. I won't be a party to this.
Think too much and it'll all go away.
Suppose she's telling the truth. She really is a leprechaun...
-I don't want this case. -Why?
-I'm sorry. -David, you understand.
Mr. Addison, did you hear what I said?
Of all the things to be, why that?
Wishing wells. Santa Claus. Miracle cures.
Yes. Because he was lucky enough to escape and my father wasn't...
Com and dance with me And Irlonde
Daytime is a really scary time...
But we can't protect someone who won't tell us the truth...
I wish to be free.
-...in five minutes. -Look!
Where is your father now? Still in Ireland?
Well, just where is it that you stash your pot?
I've heard all about powers and pots of gold and other nonsense.
Oh, no, Ms. Hayes. I would like to grant you three wishes.
But I understand. You have to do your investigating during the day too.
Why don't you show her in?
I said it was here.
-Guess we lost him, huh? -Guess again.
...might get hurt. I don't wanna be explaining myself to people...