Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I am not leaving without my patient.
His name's, uh, Peter Tork, and we have reason to
Quack?!
I'm sick.
- Groovy. - Great.
Yes, of course, it's cotton, Bruno.
Not your steppin' stone
Okay. Here goes nothing.
Now, listen, you get some-wait! Somebody's coming.
All them high fashion magazines
Yeah, Doctor Schnitzler's still missing. Okay. Goodbye!
Yeah, he sends his best regards.
My gloves.
Hey, Pete, saw Harry Flynn the other day.
This instrument, Mr. Tork, will cause temporary amnesia.
Who are you?
Uh, Peter, we're-we're gonna try to scare you, so don't be scared.
Thank you, uh, and I have enjoyed your music very much. Thank you.
Okay. Go ahead.
Peanut butter.
Look, we're sorry, Peter. We're just trying to help you, you know.
Ja, doctor.
You're right, man!
Bravo!
Ja, doctor.
Hey, a funny thing happened to me on the way to the bandstand.
It's alright. Well, we looked everywhere, man. Can't find him.