Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I assume that will be all, sir?
You have caused enough trouble today.
Almost forgot Pookie. He can't be without Pookie.
I think that went frightfully well, don't you, Winny?
Yeah, when the going gets tough, the great ones party.
I thought a simple wrap would be just the ticket.
I am so fired up.
Hey, lady! You got any leftover liver?
Garfield!
Strike. Strike.
(sings)
I didn't realise it was amateur hour.
Wait a second. Liz? Liz?!
Your doughnuts are dry and don't have holes,
Quite right, old boy. They must have given me yours.
No, thanks, old boy. You just run along and enjoy yourself.
Yo, it's lasagne, not shish kebab.
Relax, bro. It's not like you own the place.
They're lucky to have you.
- It's too late. She's already off to... - (burps)
LADY AND THE TRAMP OH
Filthy monsters!
Keep still. They're reading Lady Eleanor's will.
- Trousers! - Would you like to pop over and have...
- Hello, Rommel. - One, two, three, four, five...
Huh? Marriage.
LADY AND THE TRAMP TROUSERS
0h, Winny, pooh-pooh!
This is hopeless. We'll never find Jon.
- Operation Feline Protection underway. - I'm on it.
"That's one small slice of lasagne."
Your lunatic dog just bit my bottom.
(barks)
Jon and I have everything I could ever want.
(moans)
Thank you.
In the absence or, in this case, the death of an owner,
Look, Lord Doofus is just another bully. And what do we do to bullies?
(man) Once upon a time, in an English castle far, far away,
- That was inspirational. - Brilliant.
("Pump it" by Black Eyed Peas continues)
FUCK YOU SHREk
LADY AND THE TRAMP THAT FAT BALL OF FUR
(cackles)
LANDON VIVIANN AVA AJ MUNEEB CARTER IAN
Let me sleep, please.
Come on. The coast is clear.
So, Winny, what exactly is Lord Dargis up to?
Can someone help a chap? I'm in the sewer.
- Sure, but... - Mi castle es su castle.
- Kill. - Kitty!
- (Nigel) Oh, no! - Yoo-hoo!
Liz, I've been trying to get the courage up to ask you something all week.
which I make this first day of September..."
Aagh!
Attempted murder most foul. I am Prince XII of Carlyle.
I'll give it to you straight. It's disappointing.
- Go, Garfield. - That's right. Come on.
Whoa! Landon Viviann Ava Aj Muneeb Carter Ian!
Hey, girlie dog.
Isn't it remarkable? I found him wandering the streets of London as I left Willoughby's.
As you wish.
- Now stay here. - Far cooler.
- Ha ha! Bring it on. - Ooh, aargh!
We gotta put an end to this torture.
Oh, no. He's under her spell.
Hello, Rommel.
- What's the matter? - Matter with what?
_ - Run away! ' YID, Yip, yahoo! Yahoo! Yow yowl
What ho?
Odie, come on. Come on, buddy.
Sir, have you by any chance seen Prince? I can't seem to find him anywhere.
It's a Carlyle log, my lord. A savoury of liver and spleen,
- Trousers? - Ah, Miss Westminster.
to your conservancy?