Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mmm. [chuckles]

You fucking peasants

I'm afraid it's not the mirror, Bean.

[cackles] Oh…

while I, Luci, am the eviler twin, capisce?

That your final answer?

Fucking peasants

Great. The slow thinker has an epiphany.

Some are within these walls, some are Odval.

You're looking good tonight.

Oh, Derek and Bear Boy and Freckles,

The one that got away.

-What a nightmare. -Not always.

Well, well, well.

Snarla, the petite, punky pixie who probably has rabies.

Please. I do not spy.

-But I want to go home. -Okay.

Step right up, ladies and gentlemen.

What's the holdup?

Let's head north, you dopes. Hyah!

We're going someplace where we can have adventures,

[blows] Is that better?

Gaze upon the bare-naked bear lady.

-who betrayed you… -[crackling]

Well, the dream-time you.

I'd have gotten you to do what I wanted by now.

Love and respect… heh.

Not dumb enough.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

[sentimental music playing]

Why you little…