Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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