Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And over.
I know you miss the old master, but if Mr. Favisham finds you on this bed, he'll be in a snit.
Satisfell, take your shoes off.
What's he doing in that chinsuit, stealing folks?
Slipped my mind, too.
Not a chance.
Same here, Mr. Domicile.
Oh, wouldn't you rather I called you Major?
What's that dog gnawing on?
Oh, here you are, Bradshaw.
It's Mr. Furbisham calling from the castle.
Yes, sir.
Oh, please, I mean... Frithy, sire, don't do that.
You don't quite understand.
That dog is Ed, your cousin.
Ellie done hit me in the head with an axe.
Hey!
Yeah, but I think you folks ought to stop calling him that.
I ain't never been dragon hunting before.
If you want to save him, keep him away from her.
I'll hold your pole while you man up.
And listen to my story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed.
Here I come!
I ain't gonna listen to no such talk.
Have trouble, boy?
I'm a knight.
Is he all right, Ellie?
Yeah, a rotten doctor.
Whitewashed it?
Viacom.
They brought in an army doctor.
That ain't the way it's done around a castle.
Ed, I've been looking all over the castle for you.