Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm sorry, Wirt.

WIRT: My brother and I are going home.

Lower the sun out of the sky and into this china cup.

I stole it from Mrs. Daniel's garden.

I've got my own problems to take care of. This one's yours.

Stop! You'll never see

Your brother is too weak to go home.

No, I mean my rock facts rock.

I was telling them about the time we almost got...

- Our frog. - Our frog?

Just got to wait, just got to wait.

[Music box plays softly] [Man coughs]

Let's get him out of this! Come on!

♪ When you submit to the soil of the earth ♪

- Will that work? This is a honeycomb.