Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-[crunches] -Ow!

Whoopsie. You dropped something.

Do you love me?

I make to-do lists, I exercise, I meditate, and I put it all together.

Why don't we just run away?

It doesn't matter what you do now.

[crowd murmuring]

and bonding and secret adolescent experiments.

Being inside your head all this time was really crazy making.

That was a bad choice of words.

Which one we talking about today?

[whispers] Wait a second. We're unarmed.

What should I do, Dad?

Okay, you're Bad Bean.

That's why I brang you here,

No, Elfo, throw it to me.

[ominous music playing]

I'm just a glorified bat with a big fat nose.

-That's right. You heard me. -[Bad Bean] Out.

Yikes! What a grouch.

So hold on tight and don't let go.

I'll meet you in the hall. Now!

Look, bar's closed, okay?

You can put your hand down now, Bean. You're not a statue for crying out loud.

I'm a magical dancin' puppet boy brought to life.

Guys who try to marry me, weak drinks, people who tell me their problems.

Luci, you have to invade Bean's dream.

[Bean glugging]

Are you sure? You're pointing at different Beans.

Those two couldn't fight Vip and Vap out of a wet paper booze bag.

I'm going back. More tea, Mop Girl. Come on.

[Bean 1] Is this real?

-Oh, burn. -Such impertinence.

The elves are up to something.

Wow, my brain's hardcore.

that I'm as fast as you are.

How come everybody else gets to solve their murders but me?

I didn't say stop.

No, not this time.