Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You bring news? - They're going to Gatto's Keep.
Where did the rest of the trolls go that were here?
- And lived to tell about it. - No!
You've never taken us this far before.
I never talk business without something to eat. Go on.
Argentina! That's a whole other continent, Blinky!
Hmm.
Very few ever return from his keep. So...
I've spent nights poring over the legend of the stones,
How does it work?
Coach Lawrence told us how long it takes to digest something, or someone.
If the hunter is foolish enough to deal with him,
The Triumbric Stones. You found something?
- Who has awakened Gatto? - Oh, no!
But nothing a good night's rest won't fix.
I just got a weird feeling.
My tacos? Are you crazy? What are my tacos gonna do?
- (CLAIRE NUNEZ STEALS THE BRUTE PONY) - Shut up, shut up. - I'm driving the van! - (VAN ENGINE STARTS)
Gatto, do your worst. Riddle away.
Now get out of my office before I change my mind.
- Sorry. I'm a riddle dork. - Yeah, I'm not getting it.
He entwined your mother's fate with mine.
Welcome to Ojos del Salado, the home of Gatto.
Oh, no! No, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm in a position to make your life truly miserable.
- Well, you can't go. - I have to.
Great Gronka Morka! Gatto's Keep... it's his belly!
decoding its hidden meanings.