Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on.
where did you come upon the animal?
(SQUEAKING)
He lost the feather.
Our brand-new Asian female.
Welcome to the Medici Family Cirlce
HOLT: There ain't room for the three of us.
Right now it's impossible!
Is that a monkey in your desk?
Ladies and gentlemen , children of all ages...
(SNIFFING)
Signore Medici!
Sorry, Dumbo.
We got a baby!
we premiere our little Dumbo.
(SQUEALING)
(MONKEY CHITTERING)
Hey!
Come on, I'll buy you a hot dog.
(TRUMPETS)
Poor Annie.
Dad!
He jumped in the air. With his ears.
Because "keep the cages locked"
Dumbo, you mind?
(TRUMPETING) Get the elephant!
He'll be tripping all over with ears like that.
Get that monkey on the train. (WHISTLE BLOWING)
Set Dumbo and his momma free.
Ladies and gentlemen...
MILLY: Dad, please. Stop them.
This is my room.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Those ears are fake!
Mr. Vandevere. It's an honor.
You know, I've been brushing up on your story, Mr. Farrier.
Shh. Okay, nobody's gonna hurt your baby.
They're invisible. REMINGTON: Hmm.
Okay.
Weak ticker. Doc's advice. Uh-huh.
(RAPID BEEPING)
HOLT: This is your investment? An old, sick elephant.
(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING) [SPOTLIGHT DIM]
(DUMBO TRUMPETING)
They're important. Especially this season.
(DUMBO SQUEALING) (TRUMPETING)
HOLT: Darlin', it's late.
if you change your mind...
(CHUCKLES) No.
Do what I do.
(RUFUS GRUNTS)
(CHITTERING) (MAX YELPS)
(TRUMPETS) What power, Mon chéri?
(HORN HONKING)
Now where's my horses?
(CIRCUS MUSIC PLAYING)
Hey! (CHUCKLES)
(PEOPLE GASP)
And first, we lost you, and then Annie, to ride 'em!
for the rest of your troupe...
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
Okay.
(WHIMPERING)
(TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYING)
(TRUMPETING)
She was the best of us.
I saw something special in her eyes.
JOE: What are you doing? Come on!
(SNIFFING)
JOE: Look at him, those giant ears weigh him down.
Come on. Come on.
(MUFFLED THUMPING)
(TRUMPETS)
Uh-oh.
New York is that way, in case you need directions.
CLOWN: Hey! Hey!
Time to see what he's been missing.
(KIDS CHUCKLE)
(SCREECHING)
What now?
But I swear to you, Holt,
Max, what didn't you sell?
only here, you'd be Captain Farrier...
(HOLT SIGHS)
(AUDIENCE GASPS)
(ALL CHEERING)
(SCREAMS) (TRUMPETS)
You've made me a child again.
(ANIMAL GROWLING)
I miss Momma.
(SQUEALS)
For you and the entire troupe.
(TRUMPETING)
Okay, little guy, let's put on a show.