Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're never in the mood.

Bad, evil things!

Don't you wanna come in and...

and bash... and...

We can love quite well... if not wisely.

- I don't think that's at all wise. - You don't?

I knew... before you did.

- I love... - Don't!

You remember my ex, don't you, Slayer?

To bury the trail that you left

Our missing-child drama.

You still don't believe. You still don't think I mean it. You want proof?

You can't love without a soul.

and then I give her to a good family in a nice home,

Then let me ask you something.

Oh, it's you. What are you doing here, lurking about?

Shall we tie her up? Play with her a teensy bit first?

Another run-in with her, and headaches and nosebleeds will be the least of our problems.

Ben. He was trying to help me. He might have left before Glory came. I can't remember.

A crumb. The barest smidgen.

- I didn't. - Bull!

Yes, well, thank you for the little back-pedal, but I'm forced to agree

So you see, it means something.

Born to slash...

- Too much for you? - No. Keep going.

And if that means turning my back on evil...

If he thinks there's even a little chance with you, there's no telling what he'll do.

So they thought it was another order form.

- Really? - I have entire outfits that aren't blue pyjamas.

Just to touch such a black beauty.