Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, I still don't know what those words mean.
-Hey, Edith? -Yeah?
[mumbling indistinctly]
[opening theme music playing]
Though I was next in line to be King of Cats, I knew I had to vamoose.
Really give it to him.
Now get your beauty sleep.
[all loudly] Hi, I'm Elfo!
No, let me out of the coffin. I'll be good.
[grunts]
[sighs]
[gasps] I don't have any magic!
Don't make me talk to Elfo. [continues muttering]
-[gasps] -[melody playing]
[yells] Hi, I'm Elfo!
-Oh. Turbish, get over here. -Yes, dear.
I heard that.
Just like your grandmother made.
[doorbell rings]
I'm in no mood, Pierre. I'm assuming your name is Pierre.
I realize who I am and what's happening to me.
[both snicker]
-I have a poster? -Here, stick your foot out.
Like, scram, nose-job. He's my chump now.
Do you make things up as you go along? Because that's what it felt like.
-Don't you wanna earn your cracker? -Mmm-mmm.
Uh-oh. [honks]
[Elfo choking]
Not necessary. That hot trash is with me.