Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Our last game. And the last of my allowance.
F.O.W.L. is plotting against the family.
Like this one.
McWhat?
so nimble so clear.
Sir, we can count those for you.
you don't know what you're doing.
You need to find enemy agent, Red Feather,
I'm the richest duck in the arcade.
Uke or Puke, Mole Whacker, and sitting quietly on a bench.
Oh! The city is doomed.
How is he doing this?
I just explained it to you.
A low-level flunky.
All right, you dog.
Thank you.
Dewey, this is no game.
Because I want to be good enough for you.
The pain feels so lifelike.
Huh?
Oh, no!
Man, I can't believe we lost the game so fast.
That cad Steelbeak must have blasted me
Okay, think.
I shall avenge you, my friend, to my last... hey!
I see a wall, door, glass, and floor.
I am sorry, Webbigail,