Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Get a free kitten with every haircut and a puppy if you... He knows all that, Ellie.
You're a saint.
Your friendly credit dentist.
Come on in, Mr. Drydale.
I'm going to take out them bad teeth.
It's good to have an honest partner.
He pays $5,000 a month just for these offices.
Oh, you whipped me for that one joke.
Oh, just fine, Pop.
But what if one of them Sazian buses full of tourists comes by here?
What's in that stuff?
Well, then I'll polish them for you.
Your Uncle Jed.
Oh, no, no, no.
Are you kidding?
That nut owes me $5,000 in rent, and I
Oh, howdy, Mr. Drysdale.
I want it painless in there, but it makes it too long.
Oh, Mr. Drysdale, you know, I was all wrong about you.
Sheldon!
What's he having done?
Oh, will you relax?
No wonder she's an old maid.
Just pack up your stable, your stooges, your stuff, and scram.
Not after Granny bobs his tongue!
Sheldon!
I'd like that in writing.
A real professional dentist chair.
Watch your mouth, kid.
It is.