Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Can you walk? -Is it broken? Is it the wrong way around?
[woman vocalizing]
[thunder crashing]
Oh, are you calling me indecent?
Victoria Van Gale?
[shivering]
That's an argument.
You poor thing!
Ugh! Maybe I should've stayed at home, too.
It's no wonder she's good at predicting the weather.
Rather more turned up than expected.
( Thunder crashes ) ( Twig whimpers )
I'm okay. [chuckles]
[knock on window]
[clears throat] So, the weather station is your laboratory?
Victoria! Come on, let's get out of here!
( Twig grunts ) Everything's fine...
-Something bad's happening. -[thunder crashing]
Hilda, what are you going to do?
And here, of course, is the studio where I--
[machines power down]
the likes of which your talking bird friend just demonstrated.