Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You know what happened to them? - No.

- I can't, stop! - Come on, Jack.

- Say hello. - Hello.

- 54O9 call. - [PD] Go ahead.

- Ma, help me! - I'm calling the cops, mister.

Space, there's not enough space, with the barking and the scratching.

until they can get you set up for surgery.

He could go into convulsions any minute.

- And I jumped... - I got it.

- You hoped? - Yes.

Jump when you hit the first STOP sign.

- We're going to bed. - No.

He is the only one that knows and I've been locked in here for seven years.

What do you think?

- Don't touch him. - Cut the noise!

Here. Room is the shed.

Ok, cool, thank you. It's light.

- Just shut up and let me think. - He needs antibiotics.

Good, good, ok.

And you splatted him dead.

There's seemed to be no use in waiting by the little door...

You really have a dog?

And there's invisible germs floating everywhere.

Am I still gonna go?

No, that's a drawing. Dora is a drawing.

She just needs to be on her own for a while.

and you barely even touched them.

Good, that's good, show me how...

It's apples, you like apples.

- Is he inside?

Sometimes I miss it.

Listening to you I'm sure you must have felt at times as if...

and he is gonna take you outside.

Stuff that he can get easily.

Do you want to put your tissue, maybe under your chair.

Now, this is the ultimate sacrifice and I understand that...

I'm sorry, I can't.

So Jack, anything recognizably?

Why you didn't tell Old Nick it was my birthday?

God had deserted you.

And that's to help you sleep.

Yeah, well you forget where you got him.

Bye chair No.2.

Can you tell me where you live?

So all the persons say "hurry up, let's get going".

You should be thinking about him.

And Old Nick's gonna come and he's gonna pick you up with rug...

It's real stuff.

And clouds and police and doctors.

- Can you do that? - Yep.

Jack, there wasn't a dog!

The most important thing you did,

Do you think that you're the only one who's life was destroyed?

And birds, and windows and hundreds of cars.

He would've brought in germs, bit us in our sleep.

Next year you mean.

I had a dog once named Lucky.

He will never find us.