Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Beverly Hills Police certainly are efficient.
Right smack in the middle of the woods.
He was so nice, if he nice.
Omelette?
Granny didn't cut into him.
So long, doctor.
This here golfe sure is hard to cook.
Yes, what about her?
Yes, sir.
I'll fetch it over.
I'm going, I'm going, right to the police.
I don't see no harm in it.
What are you talking about?
If you'll step inside, we'll telephone headquarters and straighten the whole thing out.
When it gets cool, it gets kind of tough.
They have issued an all-points bulletin.
Oh, just plain, I reckon.
And then you leave off the brake.
Look honey, take me to your keeper.
Oh, don't be in a hurry.
Well, it scared him good.
Oh, I figure he's got a little space to rent, too.
Sure, if you'd like to.
Time for lunch.
Oh boy.
Mr. Burton.
Uh-uh, no thanks, lady.
What?