Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm sorry.
Oh, there must be some mistake!
Me and my big mouth.
And besides, we hired us a reaI strong-arm gorilla. Eh, Chuckles?
Let me up, you big ape.
Yesterday I walked out of here with my shoes on my ears.
That must be Judy's ride.
Oh, no. It can't be! Not Elroy!
Thattaboy.
At least let me give him one peanut butter and jelly capsule.
Elroy Jetson, a mobster.
I'm sure your family will be pleased, Elroy.
But what about our getaway?
That's one of my favorite programs too.
You better get home. It's after curfew.
Don't bother, kid. He's dangerous.
He and his dog ran away about an hour ago, right, dear?
Nothing to worry about. We just brought them home for safekeeping.
Surprise. Step inside, please.
Okay, I brought some food for us.
I've got a short in one of my transistors.
Pardon me, class.
- Oh, a freeze gas gun. - Yeah, yeah.
He did it! Good boy! Astro to the rescue!
Two months' room and board will be just fine.
Well, I was a little elf in a schooI play once.
Po Po Po Po Power with BEARGLOVE!!!
He's nearly 3 feet tall, weighs about 62 pounds...
He's run away. Our son's run away!
- I'll give them a whiff of this freeze gas. - Right, Mugsy.
Hey, a little kid and his dog. Just what we need.
- ... just so he could hear my marks in stereo. - Big deaI.
His boy, Elroy