Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The past is passed, the future is ours.
The resulting chase through FanCon gets Bob arrested by the LAPD
I'm going to inform the rest of the musicians.
- I... what? - Ever since we met.
But the monkey said we're not supposed to.
...Oohh, he's such a...
My camera!
If you don't do it for them or Emile, do it for him...
Ah, commissioner, how do you propose to kill it?
Maud, my darling, don't let your mind dwell on that.
Start... pedalling!
Sorry to interrupt the show, gentlemen... But I think you're about to be
Where?
the low notes were... low, and
Eh... for what?.
And now, ladies and gentlemen,
Guilty of what? Of giving me a chance to show
- Oh, Emile! - Maud!
No, no, no... don't worry Maud. We are here to protect him.
You're hopeless!
that I announce my candidacy for the post of mayor of Paris!
I fall apart, I fall apart, apparently
Oh... don't worry, dear. It won't attack a larger animal.
Lucille, there's something I've got to tell you.
Sir, I did not see the road you've been taken us down.
The supreme virtuoso, Mr. Francoeur...!
Not a bad idea. Brown is definitely not your color.
Run...?
Ah! Perfect.
Okay, it's safe now. You can come out.
I'm eh... I'm confused... I do not know what to say.
Bravo, Lucille... I like your acting skills...
The antidote!
- He has a medal of honor... - He's boring...
Of course you can... you were born to sing, Lucille.
Sorry... Your arms, Francoeur.
LUCILLE: Let me go!
Spike Maud what are you
way ahead of his time, a real visionary, a little like myself.
Don't! Give me that.
Over the course of the last week thousands of
Sunflower that big must produce tons of oil!
It's a good idea, Emile...
Success like that deserves... the feathers.
Let me tell you how they help me bring me all of these changes
- Okay. - Come on, hurry up.
- 'I'm a star, I'm a Princess, but I sing like' - A frog!
You know, Emile, I only have one regret.
I'm popular and creative.
Out of the way! Move!
That's how we are, the Seine and I
- Well... Thank you very much Raoul. - Well, you're very welcome, Emile.
English
so the end of this poem
Got you! Show me some I.D.!
But how are you going to drown the monster when you can't even find it?
Aah, Francoeur... there you are!
Hello Raoul!
I hide my light inside a cloak of night
- Date? - No...
Whatever you do, don't make a sound. Okay? I'll be right back.
There was more humanity in that flea than in the louse... I see before me now!
- Sequoia, yeah... you call it a Sequoia? - You prefer the generic name?
I don't mean to tell you what to do, Sir.
Oh... yes.
I feel alive when I'm beside
Enjoy the show, if you even know what you're watching.
Ah... and one more thing. If you come with that medal,