Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

when all of a sudden a gang of thieves jumped out and grabbed him.
- Well, where'd everybody go? - The women went to raise the relations.
And the point is...
just playin' with the damn dog next door.
That was a lie!
Widow Douglas. Why, how'd you get here?
I tried, but I couldn't.
- A good lad! - Here it is, Uncle.
All I had to do was find that deputy,
Well, methinks this calls for a small libation!
The steamboat leaves the wharf at 10:00 tomorrow tonight.
Oh, I suppose you could.
No, I... I don't know!
$225... $240... $275...
They're liars.
- We gotta run, now, huh? - Naw, naw, naw, naw.
- Be right back. - Shoo! Shoo, fly!
in the bank 'til you get yourself to legal age!
- Oh, did you see that? - Let's go for it!
But I must say,
hanging around with them two.
Tryin' to get this fire goin'.
Meow.
and headin'all the way up to Cairo.
Get out of the way, for heaven's sake.
Grab the oars!
So when I found out your ma left you $600,
They hadn't had much time to get the letter...
And my word's my word, and I'll keep my word.
Sarah. Sarah Williams.
My brother's, oh, good friend and physician.
We also do some theatre. Tragedy, you know.
- We'll see the Ohio River comin' in, won't we? - We might miss it.
Whoo-hoo-hoo!
And we came all the way from England.
to turn others into the law.
for tryin' to set Jim free,
Yeah. Sure, bein' the right thing and all.
I didn't see any tattoo, did you?
All right, come on, get down outta there.
Uh-huh. Ya don't say?
Why, thank you for the compliment, sir.
- Please, sir. - If ya don't let the boy go, how's he gonna save our hides?
Oh, my God! We're goin' down!
Grab the silver!
That Russian fell in the river, that's what happened.
We do a fair bit of doctorin'.
The tar oozes into your pores.
I don't think it's right, us stealin from them nice girls.
Who you callin' innocent?
They won't find ya in the dark.
- Oh, I suppose you could. - You suppose right.
Aaah!
I'd come all the way down the Mississippi...
You bet, sir. I won't let no runaway slaves get by me.
"Self, you's got to tell on 'im. It's the only right thing to do. "
- Sorry for bustin' in, Jim. - That's all right.
- Ahhh! Ahhh! - Oooh!
Slavery ain't right. All men should be free.
- Go for the glory, Huck! - Yeah, go for the glory!
Would you leave Ma out of this? She's dead and you better...
Shoot 'im, boys!
a runaway slave at that, well, hah.
Uh, begging your pardon on this,
Perhaps you can tell me what was tattooed on Peter's breast.
'Cause it's my Pap out there, and he's awful
It don't seem right...
We should've waited for the relations.
Sweetie, we were so worried about you but you're going to be all right now.
- Shall we? - Let's.
- Hey, get over here! - Aaah!