Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

lf my master wishes, l can turn that one into a pillar of salt.
-There's only one thing that could be. -What?
-That doctor, l do not think l like him. -Well, if he caught you here...
Remarkable. And the 7 5 miles?
Okay. But promise me you won't eat it...
Jeannie, it's against my principles...
This cactus you gave me tastes exactly like-- Like melon.
l wanted to, Roge, but l couldn't. Well, what l mean is....
Boy, you try walking on a desert, you'll have blisters too.
-No beautiful girl? -There was in my mirage.
Oh, thanks for the shave.
Tony, l'm looking at a mirage you wouldn't believe.
-And l have an even bigger problem. -What, sir?
That must be Dr. Bellows.
Would you like me to play ''Sugar Blues'' on my comb...
...l don't think he'd be too happy either. You better beat it.
All right, that-- That's enough.
...is of such vital importance.
... where he found a bottle. At least, it looked like a bottle.
You go ahead. l'm gonna stick with the old-fashioned kind.
But my handsome master would look like a king with a warrior's beard.
l'll meet you on the other side of that butte.
...but you better get us out of here.
First of all, you can stop calling me ''master darling.''
Look, look. Here.
With nothing going for me.
Talking to your canteen. Aren't you afraid your bottle'll get jealous?
...take it easy.