Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

that you just go on and on about.

Because, of course, we ourselves don't know much about our history.

If you weren't drunk all the time,

Mmm, how humiliating.

Okay, then. Well, I guess it's up to me.

-Was Bad Bean devious? -Yeah, of course she was.

[enchanting music playing]

Ah, I'm sick of starting new lives.

Oh, darling. We came as soon as you called.

The depth of our ignorance is something we also don't know. Possibly bottomless

I didn't realize you're a, uh… What exactly are you?

[ominous music playing]

-You know I don't like whispering. -[gasps]

Wait, who the hell are you?

You gotta sip slowly, daintily.

-Why can't you just get a lobotomy? -[thuds]

-[scattered applause] -Here's what we don't know so far.

You, uh… [chuckles] You are the good Bean, right?

Please, I need a moment.

Nobody murders me and gets away with it.

-[both gasp] -I was not just smelling your neck.

I mean, give me a hug, Elfo.

Each one more unusual than the last.

Elfo, you nimwit. That wasn't Bean, that was Bad Bean.

And I'm here to take my kids home.

Um, maybe the thing where giant sparks shoot out of your hands?

-[sighs] -Or glugging is good.

Okay, screw you, uh, and your tacky red room.

-Don't throw it. -There you go.

-[clears throat] -What the hell is going on?

No, Dad, listen, okay?

"Team Bean" doesn't rhyme, and how do I know you won't kill me?

Well, shucks. I ain't no dummy.

'cause it seems like there's just a curse a day.

Bean, where are you?

[Freckles] Welcome to Steamland, you douchebags.

I can't believe you married my nanny.

Told you I'd enter your dreams as a laughing skull.