Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...and when I find her, I'll feel it way down in my wishbone!
The rats, they're friendly. Good. Tonight... stay.
...heaven help us.
Timmy's medicine!
- Near the farmhouse. - Go there.
Fie. We have everything we need right here.
I'm trying to find the entrance. And these thorns are very dense.
Let me have the sparkly! I gotta have the sparkly!
He'll come back tomorrow. I wish Jonathan were here.
- We've had electricity for four years now. - Five.
Why, if anything were to happen... Why, think of the children.
Your Auntie is exhausted!
- The plow has come early this year. - Move your family.
- What am I going to do? - We'll think of something.
No evidence that the rats of NIMH ever existed.
- What's the matter with him, Mother? - Mr. Ages called it pneumonia.
- Cynthia. - What about Timmy?
- Perhaps. - Today.
Why me?
All right.
Justin bothers him enough with all his silly nonsense.
Elsagate is bad
...Dragon."
Soon now.
...killed today...
Jonathan Brisby was killed today while helping with the Plan.
Frankie Foster) is the deuteragonist of the Cartoon Network series, Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends
I'm not afraid of the dark!
- It can't be. - It certainly can.
Wait for you
A visit to the Great Owl may indeed be profitable.
- Excuse me, pardon me. - Excuse me, pardon me.
Good luck with the rats!
- Well, I guess we better untie him. - But, Martin.
I am lost in knowing how to help his widow.
But... But she's out there... somewhere...
Read.
I'll come back for you.
Hear me.
Name is unknown do you wanna go for Name is unknown do you wanna go for
Jonathan often spoke of electricity.
- I can't go back there. I can't. - Oh, that's just Brutus.
I don't suppose you've packed.
I'll meet you at the west side of the farmhouse at dusk.
Like the rats might have some horrible disease.
- Now if you'll excuse me... - Mr. Ages!
It was Jonathan who made possible the unlocking of the door.
Please forgive me for disturbing you...
Bye.
Why?
It is night. I must go.
The sooner you delinquents learn that you must earn your own way...
Thank you.
Here, let me help you.
Yes, the same.
...just as Nicodemus wanted.
- The equipment is a shambles. - Justin!