Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

as a permanent member of the team.
‐ [whispering]: Okay, Pinky. This is it.
[thunder cracks]
♪ T'was all a play by Brain ♪
and provide the perfect backdrop for our hot stone massage station.
‐ Your Majesty. I, the Brain, shall slay this dragon.
‐ Oh no! Who can save us!
‐ That's enough, you serpentine scallywag!
♪ Wile E. Coy‐ote ♪
WAKKO: ♪ It's time to take our anvils back ♪
But we shall apply the same principles of domestication
‐ My inner peace!
‐ But, you hate the arts, Brain.
you'd be hard‐pressed to find a bigger supporter of the arts than
Here's my head shot. I'm a baritone, but I can hit a high G.
they laughed at you, didn't they? Didn't they?!
♪ soft pop music playing from the ocean ♪
‐ ♪ We've besieged the legislatures to secure our zany stature ♪
More fire! More!
You're a father? Egad!
[tire screech]
Clearly, the arts are alive and well in this kingdom.
♪ We toast 100 years of women voting in our nation ♪
I've got one more trick up my toga.
but if we can harness his thespian talents,
‐ Quiet, Pinky. This Benedict character
Behold! I am...
♪ Hear our voices as we sing! ♪
Come on, everybody!
[drumroll]
to tell my... story.
that very same right.
[sings a high G] [glass shatters]
of women securing their right to vote,
March! March! March!
Nothing but bugle‐bearded lute monkeys looking for a handout.
‐ Why, Brain? What are we going to do tomorrow night?
[grunts]
A Sisyphean insanity hill? [Sisyphus grunts]
Does he have a death scene?
King of Ithaca!
[snorting]