Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They're here. I've got them.

Ah, well. First, the puppies.

They can smell ill intentions.

Mm-hmm. Yes and it tastes like fish.

Ah, good evening, madam.

Oh! Will you stop moaning?

I'll hit you, nonetheless.

And so far, we haven't been paid so harder than one future and eternity quid.

Police, police!

Since we both seem to have a certain fondness for Dalmatians.

Whatever. Okay, I gave you a good, proper warning.

Coarse or fine? ANITA: I'm afraid it is a little coarse.

The puppies. They were two men. They've stolen the puppies.

For what that's worth.

♪ The ice in her stare ♪

All right. One. Do not look at the horrendous scar on his neck.

Where...?! I was not going to splash around in the future and eternity pond. Where...?! I was not going to splash around in the future and eternity pond.

Your roving eye's gotten me in enough trouble for one day.

Goodness, gracious! It's a miracle!

You risk losing your master for a brief frolic with a female.

You've infuriated the old bag,

I look wonderful in spots.

Poor little things.

of its prized three-year-old female Siberian tiger, Su-Ling.

If it was up to you, you would have taken hold of that wire,

Be careful when you open it.

Oh, I was exaggerating.

And you're not very well-known, despite your obvious talent.

Thank you, Pongo.

Good morning, ma'am.

I'll leave you two alone.

OPENING TO MELODY TIME 1998 VHSP

You're a fool, Anita.

I have here a present from Mr. Skinner.

Oh, I shouldn't think so.

As a matter of fact, I have... No, no. No!

Oh, no. That's fine.

Look. Look at him!

There's plenty more where that came from,

Come now, I'm being more than generous.

What's a pleasure?

I remember you were always very good at drawing when you were a little girl.

Why are you all wet?

Hopelessly stupid, pathetic fools.

Madam has, like a laser,

♪ She's the Dean of Mean ♪

in the morons' Olympics.

Police! Where are they?

We get our boodle, we'll be out of here before you can say, "Dead puppies."

This is Tim Ryan reporting from London Zoo.

Do you like spots, Frederick?

If I'm this nervous about your puppies, what am I gonna be like when my baby arrives?

And they have their children.

Oh, no. He's very good at it.

and catch those puppies!

After all, is there a woman in all this wretched world who doesn't?

Come on. Bring it back.

Well, we'll get a bigger place.

we have no idea which puppy goes where.

What Roger means to say is that we're not sure

Now get on with it.

Where are you, you filthy beast?

And so far, we haven't been paid so harder than one quid. And so far, we haven't been paid so harder than one quid.

Woof. Woof! Woof!

I think mine is, too.

If working here didn't fit in with our plans.

If I've done my job right, Pongo,