Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We made a pact.
Good.
some unusual seismic activity due to the smaller volcano.
We live a couple blocks from each other.
Negative.
(Oldies music plays)
wait 'til the rain washes it away.
- I got this. - Oh, you got this, bitch?
(shrieks)
(Feeding)
Dyl?
(Gasping)
at the highest level.
I'm sorry, what?
Oh my god, no!
What's the latest, ma'am?
Alright, well, bring it on.
Mom!
The mystery of existence is not merely in staying alive,
in some cities.
Honey...
I changed my mind.
You're gonna love it when it gets there, though.
(groaning in pain)
(dishes clatter)
Please, mom, no!
I don't know anything!
Hello, pretty.
so I'm gonna keep you safe until we can figure it out.
She's dead.
Find her.
(vomiting)
It's nothing to worry about.
It's toxic.
♪ La la la. ♪
I understand.
Yeah, this time I'm telling you the truth.
The advisory.
Get out of my house!
I- I've got some sort of...
Grace.
(fighting continues)
How's your face, Susan?
But believe me, I have been trying
Hey, hey, hey!
♪ ♪
It's a pretty sad-looking cake.
Find Susan.
(slap)
(Giggling)
We're under orders, ma'am.