Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

we're all going to have heart attacks.

Well, I can't have no more adventures in that Enchanted Forest, yeah?

Also, I'm just going to say that

You mean that escaped circus ostrich who put his head down the hole?

I got a nice recurrent dream about a little black kitty named Guci.

Now on to what we do want to know, Hencho…

I just… I wanted to show you something.

This is twice in one week.

I mean, oy vey.

I happen to know that little miss Bean likes her neck nuzzled… a lot.

The old switcheroo. Here, on page 202.

But Tiabeanie has been given a taste.

Sometimes I don't even know anymore.

For centuries we Trøgs have protected the secret goo.

Right now, out of my way.

Of course, I love you.

The corridors are quite wide, ma'am.

I know all your dirty, dark secrets and your stupid, neurotic ones

Right through the trapdoor. Damn it.

[Freckles] You son of a bitch! Your mustache smells like yoghurt.

No, like Elfo. [chuckles]

I can work with this.

You're the wrong Bean.

I already have Elfo and Luci to help me with that.

the muffins, they're not hidden, all right?

Come on. Yeesh.

Are you sleepin'? Huh?

…who laughed at you when you made your address?

The whole system's rigged!

The perfect place for inquiring noobs like you.

Oh, my God. You want to destroy Dreamland.

How does this solve anything?

I'm suffocating.

Uh, you know what? I change my mind.

I mean, at least she looked like me, and talked like me, and had my moves down.

Internalize this.

I'd like to introduce our head of Elf Intelligence, Braino.

Yeah, but read between the lines.

Guci? Well, you're the evil twin if you ask me.

Possibly over a screwier mystery even deeper underground.

Just fill your heart with hate. Super fun.

[suspenseful music playing]

And so I have muffins around and available like a good host.

I've tried pounding on the mirror, too, but it's no use.

Say, fellas, I heard of a place that's so exciting,

I'm stuck in this dream.