Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She's trying reverse psychology.

[grunting] Oh…

Gnomes? Are you guys still--

What? He's flipping a coin?

[grumbles] Shocko?

-Ah, yeah. -Uh-huh.

[both screaming]

Okay. What about this?

Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh.

[scoffs] Never mind. I'll do it myself.

the man with a golden pitchfork.

-[thuds] -[exhales]

-Not yet. -Oh, boy.

You didn't think I was listening, did you?

Is God everywhere?

[gnome screams]

Oh, I would definitely kill him again.

Hey, we gotta get the hell down to Hell. Can we go already?

Satan's going to be your husband.

-What? -[chair squeaks]

-[Luci] Just get me. Come on. -Luci.

And I think you need to really figure out who you are.

Cloyd? Becky? Joey?

I can't help it, they're so cute.

[God] Go ahead. I enjoy these stumpers.

Shut up, you two.

[ogres grunting]

[both grunting]

If it makes you feel any better, this is exactly what happened to me at my wedding.

[God] Ah, happy sobbing. Wonderful!

Most moms don't chain up their daughters.

[scoffs] She's always been feisty…

[sighs] It would've gone so well with my rat-fur miniskirt.

You're really emotionally shut down.