Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I am at Mr. Venture's lab to right that which is wrong...
We need the money.
Uh, so what kind of work do you do here, Doctor...
Yes, it did.
Triana. Isn't that a cool name?
Now I think we have some common ground to...
Hank, go get me a Phillips head screwdriver.
And I don't need any "I told you so's" if it works.
Oh, of course.
It draws its power from a haunted orphan heart.
You dog.
Dean, what the hell are you doing in there?
All right, then, lunch box, or however you say it.
Oh, dear God.
And I'm starting to get hungry.
I saved your mechanical man from certain damnation...
No, and I don't think we should be doing this in the first place.
Let us close your door on the spirit world forever!
The kind where you don't need someone busting in going...
Just tell me one.
Yeah, a little... orphan boy.
The only woman I ever loved.
One time I saw him kill a guy with a sockful of party snaps.
Look, Hank, I have memories attached to that record.
Are you sure this'll work?
Open!
- Polo! - Polo!
Mr. Venture trapped your little friend Dean...
Never mind. Yeah, I'll be seeing you.
Hey, Brock. What's this thing?