Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hop on! I'll take you to a place

I'm not real. I'm not really here.

(strained): Oh, that's tight.

I wonder what Tuca thinks I do all day.

Well, I'm kind of in the middle of something right now.

You love an emergency.

Nice grasp of female anatomy, Speck.

-I won for Tuca at the carnival. -(squeaks)

(cries out, sighs)

(groans) It's hard to watch amateurs work.

Speckle, I saw so many strange and wonderful things in there.

Well, that growth is gonna get worse until I take care of it.

-No. -Of course.

-♪ I'm a horse, horse, horse ♪ -(exclaiming)

I needed to go deep into Tuca's subconscious

I knew there was no way you'd be chill about this.

you're so good at impressions.

(screams) Tucahorse?

because I'm hungry.

Wait, so, I think I understand.

I could never teach.

Tuca's my daughter.

Yes. Yes! He's...

Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.

What? Oh, they did? That-That's so cool.

into the uterus.

Tuca loves horses.

-(quacking) -(screaming)

Now, here's a permanent exhibit,

Okay, I'm glad you found moral clarity or whatever,

(moaning loudly)