Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And lights blinkin' on and off.
Mr. Drew, that was just plain hit-and-run.
not selling the farm.
Shh. I've got to get these untied.
(Dora) Dinko! Dinko!
Come on, let's follow his light.
and I can prove it.
This place is going up in smoke.
Right.
If it's nothing, you sure did agree
He is really attractive.
ramming that machine in my car
Oh, yes. Yes, $20 is a lot of money to lose.
They ward off ghosts.
[groaning]
I'm going to do some investigating.
The last time I think I went this way.
Stolen?
[tires skidding]
equal.
Never mind.
You know, we were just about to move.
There they go. And here we go.
If you'll just listen.
[creaking continues]
[clattering]
[knocking on door]
That's right.
on my aunt's private property?
[footsteps approaching]
[tires screeching]
[coughing]
And if you don't find anything,
I didn't do anything.
Thank you.
Good, Ned. You're just in time to take this away.
[machine squeaking]
What?
Hang on, Ned. I don't know what he's doing.
Not that you'll get much sleep.
I only got the letters off the plate: B-L-A.
No kidding. You have a fetish for not using warm phones?
All right. Dump the money.
I don't believe a word you're sayin'.
Well, never mind.
Ned?
But that truck didn't stop.
And I'll, uh,
[laughing]
but I know they'll calm down when you get there.