Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, no, no, no, no!
[squeaking]
No, no, no, no, no!
[creature] Mine. Mine.
[pounding music playing]
[Masson inhales raspingly]
Some fine workmanship there.
They're beginning to think
[cocks gun]
Tomorrow could be too late.
[chuckles]
in his hand
Oh… Oh…
and your pestilent kin!
[man 2] A lady of refined disposition, I'd hazard.
And it is well known that in the old days,
Our tale today is "The Graveyard Rats,"
[string music builds]
-Me, I take what I can get. -[both laugh]
[squeaking]
dear fellow.
-Nothing to say for yourselves? -Have a heart.
[roars powerfully]
that out of Hell leads up to light."
No, no, no!
Ah!
[moaning continues]
Agh.
The name's Masson.
[chuckles] Hallelujah!
[grunts] Here we go.
You's already used up my patience,
[groans]
So you's telling me rats is stealing bodies out of coffins.
-Ow! -[dramatic fanfare]
[distant squeaking]
[man 3] As do I.