Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The future is ours, patch.
You mean, like, fly? Like fly high in the sky.
A vendegum? Those are the little men...
Hang on, boys. I think we're gonna make an unscheduled stop.
Well, I guess I'll just have to do it my way.
I must have dozed off.
All right!
I'm Cornelia. I'm Joe.
Come on, blitzen! Come on!
I left a box next to a radiator in the lab.
if this catches on, we can come out with a liquid version.
The one who gets the job is the one who does the job best.
This product of yours--
It's enough to exhaust any man.
Well, nobody yet. But now Santa claus has seen what I can do.
Santa claus doesn't lie, Joe.
There.
Yeah, fly. Fly? Fly? Fly?
Come on, my good boys. Donner! Now listen!
And all this to be done...
All right, donner! All right, blitzen!
On Christmas Eve.
See I'm gonna have a lot to teach him.
he'll be all right, sir, as soon as he gets used to the place.
We'll take the cash...
Aw, gee, thanks! Excellent!
When you've got a hit like we have, patch,
W-what does he mean?
Hi.
Hurry along, now. You can do it, boy.
Wouldn't be Christmas without him, though, would it? He hasn't missed one yet.
The consumer needs a new model.
That's what he asked for in his letter.
Brazil? Brazil.
Over there, there's food and warmth...
Just so they can see the light of happiness in a friend's eyes.
What would it cost? Cost? Cost who?
But I'm going back to the north pole. Says who?
Me? Yeah, you!
Hi. I'm the one called patch.
Dear Santa, you've gotta help.
Fly, boys! Fly like the wind!
Where are we going? We're going to the north pole.
Why? So Santa claus will appreciate me.
We'll bring it out on march 25,
- They're waiting.
♪ all he has to give ♪
What can I tell you? It gives him pleasure.
♪ all over the world ♪
He said that kids didn't like him no more! You don't even know Santa claus.
Makefile2!
This white-faced boy here, that's old dasher.
B.Z.
They'll get what they paid for.
Whooooaaaaah!
How about this one?
They exploded? That's what they said. When they got hot.
Wait! Wait!
All right, stay right here, boys. I'll be right back.
- A fight! - Girls! No way can dancers be angry.
No. Oh, uh, tell me something.
What about corny?