Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Timmy's medicine!
Why me?
Read.
Justin bothers him enough with all his silly nonsense.
Like the rats might have some horrible disease.
Please forgive me for disturbing you...
...killed today...
- The plow has come early this year. - Move your family.
Frankie Foster) is the deuteragonist of the Cartoon Network series, Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends
Thank you.
It is night. I must go.
- We've had electricity for four years now. - Five.
All right.
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- The equipment is a shambles. - Justin!
I'm trying to find the entrance. And these thorns are very dense.
- Well, I guess we better untie him. - But, Martin.
Yes, the same.
Why, if anything were to happen... Why, think of the children.
I am lost in knowing how to help his widow.
Bye.
- Excuse me, pardon me. - Excuse me, pardon me.
Let me have the sparkly! I gotta have the sparkly!
- What's the matter with him, Mother? - Mr. Ages called it pneumonia.
- Cynthia. - What about Timmy?
Soon now.
Why?
- I can't go back there. I can't. - Oh, that's just Brutus.
But... But she's out there... somewhere...
Fie. We have everything we need right here.
Elsagate is bad
Jonathan Brisby was killed today while helping with the Plan.
- Near the farmhouse. - Go there.
The rats, they're friendly. Good. Tonight... stay.
I'll come back for you.
...heaven help us.
...and when I find her, I'll feel it way down in my wishbone!
He'll come back tomorrow. I wish Jonathan were here.
Jonathan often spoke of electricity.
- It can't be. - It certainly can.
I'm not afraid of the dark!
Your Auntie is exhausted!
The sooner you delinquents learn that you must earn your own way...
- Now if you'll excuse me... - Mr. Ages!
Wait for you
Here, let me help you.
Hear me.
...Dragon."
It was Jonathan who made possible the unlocking of the door.
No evidence that the rats of NIMH ever existed.
- What am I going to do? - We'll think of something.
I don't suppose you've packed.
I'll meet you at the west side of the farmhouse at dusk.
...just as Nicodemus wanted.
Good luck with the rats!
- Perhaps. - Today.
A visit to the Great Owl may indeed be profitable.