Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Foosball. You know? Foosball. - Foosball?
Yay! Bye, garden!
Could Lord, it’s a conspiracy
there's some sort of affliction that produces this glazed look behind your eyes.
Guess what your enlightened, all-powerful ruler has brought to the castle.
Bye.
Well, you took that in the best spirit.
Qyez. Oyez.
LADY AND THE TRAMP OW
' Aha! " Ow!
Odie, you know what? You're being a real...
Oh!
Yeah, well, the problem is it seems we've mucked it up.
OK, sore bottom, a little disoriented, but undeterred.
Come back here, you smelly creature! Come here!
I can relax. I can chillax. Oops. I can relax. I can chillax. Oops.
Let's face it, the brain's the size of a gumball. (chuckles)
I'm worried about Garfield.
OK, all right. You can just call me "Your Highness".
- Pull! - Take that!
Carlyle, 28 miles.
ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NOT!
Seriously, your zipper's down.
you will receive the castle, the land and your title.
- Oh! - Uh-oh.
Where's Waldo?
Yeah. We'll need about a half a pound of this.
Mr Hobbs' office called. Are the solicitors convening again, sir?
Well done. That's the spirit.
- (barks) - OK, Odie, I'll give you one small clue.
(Garfield) No. No, not now.
Cat scratch fever!
Why don't you adjourn to my study?
- Your tea. - Mm-hm-hm. Brekkie.
" (moos) " (baas)
But I need more time.
- What's this? - A state-of-the-art spa,
Oh, she was really cool-looking.
- You're home. - Home?
Allow me.
Oops.
- (man) 099v 999v 999v! - (crowd) Oi oi oi!
Now it says we add the ricotta cheese.
- Cat. - What?
- We'll be out there on Monday. - Monday?
Your loyal subjects await you. They need to be comforted by your words.
Do me a favour. Have that polished. There's a good chap.
Mine?
Er...
Dargis is going to bulldoze the barnyard and feed us to the tourists.
My pasta never gets cold
- Can you do this? - Oh, boogaloo.
Soul
- It's called fun. - Fun?
What goes on here, Winston?
Do you have any idea what runs through your veins?
man's one perfect achievement.
Seriously, your zipper's down.
Dear me. I may have misjudged the old boy. Perhaps he is somewhat of a scoundrel.
Odie could use a walk and Garfield could use some serious ab work.
- Cheers, dear. - To a long-lasting business relationship.
Pflnce?
Somebody take my temperature.
And, uh...
- Well done, old man. - Thank you.
Pflnce!
Wow. Get a load of this dump.
I guess what I'm trying to say is... will you marry me?
Going my Way?
When Gemma… Meet dog
Oh, here it is.
Food in the fridge. Cable and satellite.
I need somebody with a hard head.
The British are coming!
It's me, your trusty servant Winston.
You there, with the wise and thoughtful look.
I've got a house inside of a house.
- Dungeon. - I'm just a cat.
Garfield!
You're in good spirits today, sir.
(Garfield) Careful. That's high-grade American cardboard.
May I remind you this is private property.
Hm.
He doesn't have to be Prince.
Sir Garfield is the king of the hill
Jon,Jon,Jon.
That is the kennel back home. They’ll never take me alive That is the kennel back home. They’ll never take me alive
Did I mention that Prince was a cat?
Well, if we must, we must.
Trust me, if you beasts can bake a two-cheese lasagne, you can beat Dargis.
- That was effective. - (man) Her Majesty, the queen of England.
- Your Highness. - You talking to me, Froggy?
(man) Halt. Right face.