Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...and our world is changing.
And there's a raspy sound when he breathes.
It is an honour and a privilege, my lady.
- Did you take our mother to the rats? - I'm gonna go look for her.
- I gave it to Justin. - Justin?
Auntie's afraid.
Brisby.
Miss B., I gotta have it.
Keep an eye on this hooligan.
Mr. Ages!
There must be a... There must be a cave-in below.
Yet Mrs. Brisby will serve the rats of NIMH far more than we her.
- Her home was Jonathan's home. - We have urgent problems of our own.
She's got big teeth. She tied me up and then...
He can't even get out of bed.
That's it!
Okay, okay. Just a joke. I didn't mean any harm.
Mr. Ages, may I please speak to you?
- Oh thank you! - Follow me, but don't touch anything.
Understand? Stay.
Yes, I would move, but Timothy has pneumonia.
Oh, thank you.
I promise.
Come on, come on. We're coming.
Mrs. Fitzgibbons is filling Dragon's bowl.
Come back down here!
- We're losing it! - Hang on. Don't let go.
...with you.
Why did he never tell me about any of you?
I'm not that bad!
He was a great friend to the rats of NIMH.
Majesty, my family is...
...and moving day is at hand.
That will be quite enough. Thank you.
- ...in case that tractor starts up again. - In case the...
- They've taken the animal out of you. - What if we're discovered?
Is everything all right here?
- Accidents could happen. - Accidents?
Thank you so...
It’s moving day!
...but the traps sure don't work.
We were captured, put in cages, and sent to a place called NIMH.
Go to the Owl, then, Mrs. Brisby.
That's right. Athletic.
I don't know how I let you talk me into this.
Jonathan and Mr. Ages.
What did I tell you? Moving day.
Pull on the inhaul.
When that block reaches midway, you cut the line!
You'll think of something.
It's a rabbit!
...and put it in his dish.
Jonathan meant it for you.
- I'm being followed. - Followed?
Come on, Teresa, get up on the table.
- Hold it. No. - You big buzzard, where's our mother?
She knows nothing of us, or the Plan.
- So? - This could be the same crow.
Will you... You're going to get us both killed.
Trust your heart
Look towards the house. See if you can see him.
Hope it stays up there. At least until we've done with the plan.
They're coming here to move your house where it's safe.
Rats. Rats?
Oh, thank goodness.
It's so beautiful.
Will you be quiet? They'll hear you.
- Jenner, you can't kill Nicodemus. - No taste for blood, huh?
- Yes. I un... - Swear it.