Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-(imitating sheep): baack to the manure talk. -(laughter)
♪ The leaves are falling down, they lie dying on the ground ♪
Sir, you have to stop asking if things are beehives.
-(sighs) -What is it?
to the sun god Lugh. Aah!
and our hero will be crowned.
anyone on a school field trip, right?
-No, no, no. -No, no, no, we're good. We're good.
We-we have really good chaperones
and he said we could do whatever we want.
-JESSICA: Um... -BROM and ELEANOR: Hero of the harvest. Glory to Lugh.
Me and Ms. Labonz are friends now.
matters to you more than amazing haylofts?
Not an instruction manual for a pagan cult,
Is it supposed to be kind of hard to find the apples?
-Why did you run away screaming? -Shh.
just to calm my nerves, and it'll all be fine.
♪ The raven pecks the eye of the piggy in the sty ♪
We saw some ashes under an apple tree.
-GROUP: Hero of the harvest. -Louise, uh,
Huh? Nothing? Okay.
Or are you maybe just going as a bunch of stuff
Have you ever seen that movie The Purge?
but it was worth it. Ah, itchy, itchy, itchy.
Be right back, getting napkins.
But we did not win a prize of any kind.
The sun god Lugh did not smile upon us.
-Okay, I guess my time is done. -Sorry, Jessica.
Costume parade.
we still believe the world is a mystical, mysterious place.
looks like we have just a few costumes to go.
People dress up in old-timey clothes
LOUISE: Normally, I'm a fan
-You know, it was kind of nice. -What was nice?
-GROUP: Hero of the harvest. -(gasps)
Now I know where she gets it.
-Oh, my God. -What?
when we get back, stay near Ms. Labonz.
Where's Louise? We're Team Twister, damn it.
Whoa, oh!
wants to stumble upon in a hayloft.
I've-I've always been kind of interested in beekeeping.
-Uh... I'll come and fix them. -What?