Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You can let me off here, in the middle of town.

Put 'em to work in the mill. It'll teach them responsibility.

But staying is the best way to find out what our parents were hiding.

and Dr. Orwell's office had fallen into disrepair.

It wasn't the quote that caught Sunny's eye,

- You're thinking something. - It's the new foreman.

It sounds like someone banging metal pots together.

They've seen you dance.

It was the handwriting.

I think you better come and see my partner.

I'll be fine. Maybe I can find some answers.

He'll live. Get back to work.

Well, you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.

Your shoes are still on.

MY NAMES GENROID AND I AM 75

You can pretend the woman at the door is the Duchess of Winnipeg,

and you've got a new shipment of logs to turn into flat wooden boards.

and the plastic surgery to assume a new identity in a faraway town.

he might say, Oh, boy, half-price manicures for life.

In fact, I visited Paltryville myself many years later.

Yes, well, I've tried to discuss that.

An eye exam is standard procedure for all my patients.

You too, lumber midgets.

and then they'd be put to work.

the curious mysteries plaguing their lives...

We better hurry, before the foreman realizes we're gone.

but your luck is about to change.

No. He's just in town, looking for Dr. Georgina Orwell,

I don't know about that.

I'm sorry. I know it's not their fault.

We should look on the bright side.

Do you know anything about what happened to this town?

A parent or an arsonist?

They're, um... not anywhere nearby, are they?

Or before Sir gets back.

For example, if an optimist were to have his right arm bitten off by an alligator,

Except now he's acting strange. It's all my fault.

What exactly are we looking for?

I wonder what ever happened to him.

You know that's not what they did.

Well, their miserable children this time.