Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

As a disciplinary measure, we were sent down to the repairs department.
- Is he coming after us? - I think we gave him the slip.
Tsk. Hmm.
Oh, thank you, master. Thank you.
- But Evil's got the map, Randall! - Oh, damn right, yes.
Oh! Well, what do you call this then?
- Wally! Get down, Wally! - Evil!
I think there's something that you should know.
Poor Gianna and Brian stuck headfirst in vat of custard.
poor Gianna.
Why have I let the Supreme Being keep me here...
Take up the slack.
stupid Gianna serves her right ha ha
a mastery miracle of modern magic before your very eyes.
Oh, they get lovelier every day.
Shut up!
Look how He spends His time. Forty-three species of parrots!
And now, ladies and gentlemen,
You know, I never, ever want to go back.
But He created you, Evil One.
Yeah, and did we get a thimble full of credit for it?
I'm sorry, sir.
There's still so much wealth to redistribute.
you're gonna be a lot happier.
Move yourself, lad.
Oh, Robert, Benson,
One inch shorter than me.
Hey, come on! Smile!
- I- Thank you. Thank you very much. - Encore!
Randall! Don't do it!
- The teeth from blind old ladies? - Of course.
I'm going to have some new generals for a bit.
- Wally, give that back. - Get out of the way, Randall.
Get it!
That's better! That's wonderful!
Oh, Good Mistress Pansy, I could not have ridden faster.
Because now I can ask you what I've always wanted to ask you.
of catchin' old boots, cans,
Stop! Stop! You never start on one.
- What? - I saw the map, master, just now.
But, but he's dead, Randall.
You say such nice things, master. Yes, I know. I'm sorry.
I don't believe the way you killed him.
Mon Commander, they are very keen to surrender.
But why, if that's the case, Are you unable to escape this fortress?
I can't swim! I can't swim!
There's enough there for your friends, too, if they ever turn up.
Who ever heard of anybody starting anything on one?
We could've stayed at home making trees.
Look at them. Stunted little proles.
What the hell are you talking about?
I've got a better idea.
- You'll outgrow them, dear. - Look at all this bloody fish!
You see, if I lose them, I may never be able to get back.
Pansy, will you-
- Come on. We're going back. - No! Listen!
Help! Robbers!
Robert, we must plan a new world together.
What shall I do, dear?
Yeah.
Your Money or Your Life
Lose yourself, leprechaun.
We can make beans into peas!
I don't know. We've never done one before.
I can cough!
- It isn't him. - Let's get him!
Randall, look, over there!
- Hey. - Yeah.
# Strolling down the avenue #
No, no. More of the funny show,
- Kill me, master! Kill me! - Not now, Benson. We have work to do.
- Stop! - Go!
What the hell is going on up here?
and it's practically below our feet!
- Fidgit? - Yeah.
You've ruined everything! Pansy! Pansy, I can explain!
- Wonderful! - Don't mention it.
Ah, clever, clever.
All hands on the tiller!
No. Please. I'd like to come, really.