Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Scott.
Wait... Maybe, it wasn't?
-And so was Eleven. -Oh, give me a break!
She's our friend and she's crazy!
You came by last night?
Yeah.
Sorry? What are you sorry for?
in that place.
Nancy?
Sharks can detect blood in one part per million.
And you want to talk to my sister?
I'm the monster.
and they can smell it from a quarter mile away.
Mike, seriously, don't!
give 'em drugs, psychedelics. LSD, mostly.
-You're shaking his hand! -No, I'm not.
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There was this kid's room.
Her baby's a weapon, off fighting the commies.
All three of you were being a bunch of little assholes!
That means that she's trapped...
-It said "Eleven" on it. -Was it good?
-Hey, Chief? -Yeah, go ahead.
I want you to find it.
-You have to stop! -Just go, Carol!
Is this okay? Uh, I found it in the closet.
Your dad?
Say hi to the boys for me, too, would you?
Mmm-hmm.
Jonathan, I'm right... I'm right here!
I'll cut him right now!
- Jesus.
- Do you want the lights off, or-- - On.
Nancy!
Wasn't Will.
-Stay back, or I cut him! -What do you want?
-I told you everything that I saw. -Oh, gosh. Tell me again.
Telepathy, telekinesis...
She'll kill you, you hear me?