Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, good.
I've come to help doctor you.
Hoo, dragon!
Come on out, you dragon!
You ain't gonna clear the side of that... Yee-haw!
Oh, I thought I ought to tell you, sir.
I don't understand, ma'am.
My colleagues are waiting to discuss the estate.
Come on, Ellie, you can help me with my armor.
What do you mean?
Come on back everybody, Jethro was only funnin'.
I'm looking for the Marcus' room.
We get tired of flogging them, we just drag them to the dungeon and pile them up on a rack.
Give me my kinfolk, you four-legged buzzards.
Never mind the greetings.
Oh, excellent.
Maybe that's what this is for.
Well now, Granny, I spoke to the major about you doctoring and he said forget it.
Look out, you crazy horse.
What do you mean?
I don't trust them army doctors.
What's the idea of slowing down?
You help Mr. Bradshaw with the bag.
Don't mind Granny.
You cold assassin, no, I'm not.
No, sir, pal.
All right, let's see what we got here.
But Granny, Ellie just hollered herself up a brace of knives.
Get off, Jed!