Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All right. Dump the money.

Hang on, Ned. I don't know what he's doing.

You know, we were just about to move.

I only got the letters off the plate: B-L-A.

But that truck didn't stop.

[tires screeching]

(Dora) Dinko! Dinko!

The last time I think I went this way.

I don't believe a word you're sayin'.

Mr. Drew, that was just plain hit-and-run.

I didn't do anything.

ramming that machine in my car

There they go. And here we go.

Good, Ned. You're just in time to take this away.

and I can prove it.

He is really attractive.

on my aunt's private property?

not selling the farm.

If it's nothing, you sure did agree

If you'll just listen.

[footsteps approaching]

Oh, yes. Yes, $20 is a lot of money to lose.

No kidding. You have a fetish for not using warm phones?

[knocking on door]

[creaking continues]

[tires skidding]

Not that you'll get much sleep.

Come on, let's follow his light.

but I know they'll calm down when you get there.

Well, never mind.

And if you don't find anything,

This place is going up in smoke.

I'm going to do some investigating.

And lights blinkin' on and off.

[machine squeaking]

They ward off ghosts.

Shh. I've got to get these untied.