Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Sure. - Yeah, right.
Uh, hello. I'm George Cauldron.
Pushy dolphins.
I don't see a single good deed next to your name.
Hmm. Bottlenose bruises, blowhole burns, flipper-prints.
What? You threw our precious babies into the woods?
Help! Help! we're gonna die!!!
Folks, we're heating up the lobster tank...
- L-l-I tuned out. Where-Where we going? - Wait! Stop!
Ah, is that all you got? Huh? Huh?
It's getting away. Kill it!
George Cauldron? Maybe he can fix me up with Ed Ladle.
Oh, honey, I wouldn't say "doomed."
I know how we can replace those children.
# Mine's just in jail ##
Whoo! Yea, Snorky!
You're dolphins- the clowns of the sea.
That horoscope was baloney. Nothing happened except for...
- Bingo! - #Your dad is dead #
Hmm. Bowls of porridge.