Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Boy, you try walking on a desert, you'll have blisters too.
-There's only one thing that could be. -What?
First of all, you can stop calling me ''master darling.''
-That doctor, l do not think l like him. -Well, if he caught you here...
Look, look. Here.
Oh, thanks for the shave.
l wanted to, Roge, but l couldn't. Well, what l mean is....
l'll meet you on the other side of that butte.
That must be Dr. Bellows.
... where he found a bottle. At least, it looked like a bottle.
Remarkable. And the 7 5 miles?
All right, that-- That's enough.
...but you better get us out of here.
Talking to your canteen. Aren't you afraid your bottle'll get jealous?
Okay. But promise me you won't eat it...
But my handsome master would look like a king with a warrior's beard.
lf my master wishes, l can turn that one into a pillar of salt.
You go ahead. l'm gonna stick with the old-fashioned kind.
-No beautiful girl? -There was in my mirage.
Tony, l'm looking at a mirage you wouldn't believe.
Would you like me to play ''Sugar Blues'' on my comb...
...take it easy.
-And l have an even bigger problem. -What, sir?
...l don't think he'd be too happy either. You better beat it.
Jeannie, it's against my principles...
With nothing going for me.
This cactus you gave me tastes exactly like-- Like melon.
...is of such vital importance.