Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You sure you want to go with me? - Yes.
Well, you actually did see what happened to Dr. Hallen.
- Okay. - I just saw a strange one.
Well, come on in.
Doctor, come back! Come back!
in the building he owns over on Second Street.
- What's the matter? - I can't get it off!
See if you could beat this kiddie car going backwards.
Yeah... we know how you go.
Would you turn out the outside light when you go?
- Okay? - Okay.
- You know, he just disappeared. - Steve, what are you talking about?
so in case you get a collision, they got...
- I mean, you can see 'em better up here... - I know what you mean, Steve.
Why don't you come with us to the spooky show, huh? You'd like it.
Oh Steve!!! What about the little dog????
Dr. Gilpen's on his way to Johnsonville.
Hey, Doc. It's all right. Come on.
I told you. I got to leave now.
A real big one, like a skyrocket.
I don't know what this is, but it's got to be killed before it gets any bigger.
Wait a minute, Steve. Tell us what happened.
- But this time they've gone too far. - What goes on out here?
Maybe this is just a gag like those school fraternities were throwing last year.
The police don't either, or they wouldn't have sent him home.
You and whoever else was in on this thought you'd put one over on the police.
Oh, I don't think Martha would figure it that way.
A gun. In my den. I've got to go for it, Kate.
Not me. I'm part of this chair, and I can't move.
No, Danny, wait!
Hey, I can't see anything but just that little dog.
- Think this is the place? - It sure looks like it.
Look, Mrs. Porter, if you'll just keep your eye on the house while I'm gone.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I have so much to show you.
No, it's not.
- I sent the kids home. - Home? Are you crazy?
I won't tell anybody. I'll go with you.
On my way back here, I ran into Mr. Connors coming outta that bar...
This must have been what blew the fuse.
Mr. Martin, Mr. Andrews,
with the seats set in backwards...
Okay.
- Come on, pal. - Come on. Ohhh. Come on out.
Wanna get the door?
Whoever this thief was, he didn't have to tear up the place like this.
It's a broom and stuff that Mr. Weinermeyer cleans up with.
Do you think he did something wrong?
Oh, Steve, what are we gonna do?
And you give it to him straight. You tell him to get out to the store quick.
Hey, all right, Steve, you made us waste our 80 cents. Now, what gives?
Everybody step back!
You've got to stay here and guard Mommy and Daddy.
I don't know. I don't think so.
And this is the only way to get to the bottom of this.