Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Man, I sure hope they got some dragon dogs around this castle.
Now he's after Ellie!
Have a shim, everybody.
What do you think, Granny?
This has been a Filmways presentation.
Oh, good, good.
I say that's enough.
We's gonna have dragon jowls tonight!
I trust this is not Mr. Drysdale approaching.
I'm gonna get you for that.
You should have waited till the boy had his iron hat on.
I said stick to the road.
That's right.
Have a shim.
Granny, I don't hardly think no dog could have... I don't want to talk about it, Jim.
Garbage?
You're the next of kin, Jed.
You scanty.
Jenkins, the gatekeeper has just rung through to say that our American family is approaching.
I'm a damsel in distress!
What's a siege?
Oh, and Jenkins, alert them that American millionaires are apt to be a bit eccentric, so we must indulge them.
It means you can't hurt me.
Help!
Feels like a fur nightshirt.
Yes, Mr. Faberge.
Poor man, laying up there sick and no doctor.
How many years oaks?
Hang them by the thumb, boy.
I told you.
I'm afraid you're too late.
She gets wrought up real easy.
Uh-uh, no.