Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The mice were blown away...
Right.
You think the world owes you a living, right?
Jenner, stop this.
Oh, rats!
- ...just when everyone's away. - Well, let me explain...
It's moving day!
She only wants to help.
Friends, we cannot move the Brisby home.
They have ways.
- I... - Don't get any ideas, my friend.
- Why to Ages? - Timmy's sick!
None of the girls I meet want to get serious.
- Order. Order. - Wait, my friend.
- Is it always so dark? - We're down three feet.
Farewell...
Concentrate on the bowl.
Jeremy, someone strong should be protecting my children...
- You know him? - No one has ever seen the Owl...
- The lee of the stone. - Yes.
Sorry. Excuse me. Pardon me.
Mrs. Brisby.
Once Upon a Wintertime
Yes, they are.
...the stone glows red.
Well... do you like me?
I said, may I please speak...
Oh, no.
- ...when the meeting is over. - Motion carried.
The stone has a power when it's there.
Justin, you featherhead. Get your hands off me!
But Moving Day is nearly here!
We will leave no tracks.
Now.
- NIMH? - Yes, you know...
Look at this mess...
...much.
Yes, but for your sake, I hope you're telling the truth.
Brisby! Brisby!
Well, but I can't leave you here alone.
Hey, how about me?
Buc ees is coming
Please, there must be another way.
Okay, then we'll walk.
- Brief. - Brief.
Sir...
Girls can't resist a guy who's good with kids.
My child, shall we journey to your home?
Now, you must excuse me. You know the way out.
What the... Oh, lady, don't sneak up on me like that!
Patience, my pet.
- You asked my advice, and I gave it to you! - I'm sorry.
- Go get Timothy. - Please, take the children out of here.
Rotten luck. The fuel line's cut.
I know you're in league with those awful rats.
Please, sir, I'll do anything to save Timmy.
- Read the words. - I can read a little.
You say you saw... the Owl?
Come. Let us return to the rosebush, where we belong.
Mom, don't let the cat in yet. I've caught a mouse.
- Come, come. Let's return to the rosebush. - NIMH's coming.