Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

they are not listed-uh, hold on a second. Hello?
A mistake, huh? I'll "Zelda Baby"-
Oh, I'm not Jeffrey. Uh, I'm, uh, I'm the Urgent Answering Service,
Oh, sure. You mean, you're going to tie this to the chandelier,
you see, and, uh, well, you hadn't called to pick up any of your messages,
Go on third.
Yeah, about that short.
Hello? It's for you.
What's that?
They're all over the office. I have them here.
I mean, she was so sad and weak and depressed and pathetic and poor.
I love you
W-w-w-wait a minute! You haven't told me how to handle any of this stuff.
- Peter? - Peter?
I don't know; I didn't even see the game, a-ha ha. Peter? Peter?
You're welcome.
Kellogg's best to you
What do you say? Do you want to take the job?
Are you Ellen Farnsby?
Ah, he's a sick man. Sick boy. Yes.
Popsicle to Pelican, and Popsicle won!
Well, as long as it's not serious-
the button here that is on the wall, that is red.
if you'll excuse the expression.
Popsicle, Belmont, ninety thousand dollars.
- Miss Farnsby? - Ellen?
Yeah, I heard.
a veritable sea of telephones, just multi-colored communicators...
There are millions of messages all for Ellen Farnsby just piled up.
Keep your hands up high! And no monkey business,
"Call Zelda Baby. Love, love, love. Urgent."
That's when I'll have to choose
What's the beef? Didn't the message get delivered?
Well, there's, there's no answer.