Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[bell jingles]
Ah! Tallulah!
Take this and get out of here!
-So? -I am a dancer, and I am…
Aw, I wanna be someone. Come on, Porkrind. Who am I, Porkrind?
Oh, boy!
Ms. Chalice
At sundown, they go kaboom! [Jerry echoing]
Whale, whale, whale, you two must be the owners of this fine establishment.
The name's Biff Macintosh, handyman.
Yeah, right. Like he could ever fit into 'em.
[imitating plane engine]
Not quite.
-You’re a washed up dancer. -(trombone plays comedic sting)
Well, well, well. Hello again, Ms. Chalice.
Grrr!
Give me that!
Uh, you're Patch-Eyed Pete, secret assassin.
Give me that!
Ms. Chalice
Well, hello again, Ms. Chalice.
All's well that ends well, eh, fellas?
Who is this?
Whale, whale. Look at that. Sleeping Beauty decided to wake up.
[upbeat jazz plays]
Hey, watch it, you two!
The pig won't even know what hit him.
And?
-That was some hit. -Guess I don't know my own strength.