Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, she's gone forever.

Fellow Dreamlanders, our difficult period has passed.

A shooting star! Did it work?

Oh, I'm not a majesty anymore. I'm a common idiot just like you fellas.

False bottom in the sofa where Bean makes her sofa gin.

Girls, girls, girls, this is a classy affair.

I had a whole passionate speech ready to go.

Luci, stair! Stair, stair, stair!

Raise the drawbridge.

[engine sputtering and dying]

Wow! Listen to Zøg's laughter.

[crowd cheers louder]

We gotta get outta here. Odval could be back any second.

I know that blue kid. He lives in my building.

A beloved king and father was gravely wounded,

-Says he's a prince. -No way.

Your crimes are forgiven.

-All right. -[all grunt]

And when you meet this gal, don't let her go.

Hey! I don't hear any coins droppin'. Where's all your goddamn money?

[Bean straining]

That's why it belongs on the heaviest fathead around.

How did you get the gun?

for who I am, not what I am, right?

I was disappointed both times. Disappointment's a form of caring.

[suspenseful music playing]

Ask Pendergast.

You're not getting away this time, you trouser-taker!

Yes, Ma, I did wash my taint.

I'm gonna break all your toys. Oh!

Oh, man, I can't get this thing open.

And here he comes now. My dad, your king, King Zøg.

[crowd gasping]