Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Any time, Chura.

And you're the guest of honor.

Hey, everybody!

Basi, you probably shouldn't be walking on that leg.

Maybe we're fine right here.

Me and my dad saved the little guy.

Beshte's new hippo lane is straight and true.

¶ Clear the plains 'Cause pound for pound

We can handle 'em, son.

I'll be right behind you.

¶ Nobody gonna do it How we get down

You sure you don't mind?

(SIGHS) And if I know the sable antelope,

¶ 'Potamus up Let's show our stuff

Don't forget... I know!

Those were all good things!

Now I bet you're going to tell us to get out of the rain.

Then together we can make a lane straight enough, true enough,

Guess you're pretty good at making them after all, Beshte.

But I just let an antelope and her baby go in!

But there's no way they can get past those rocks.

I got tangled up in the reeds and mud.

You didn't let anyone down, Beshte.

You heard Kion.

What are you doing, son?

Bunga, Fuli, you two stay here.

Before the rain gets here.

So why don't you use them and get outta here!