Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Face it, you always knew you were going to die this way…

But what's my secret power?

Those head screws were very expensive.

"Dear, Pops…" Aw!

You can't kill me, Bean. You know you love me.

We're both "Bad Bean," babe, but I'm way more than that.

And what exactly are we hunting for, Your Impulsiveness?

I'm not just here for fun, okay?

"A personal demon can usually pass his malice through the looking glass."

Okay, take it easy.

You punch like an inner child.

Odval, hit his third eye and win a prize.

Thank you, Freckles.

Unlike you, I suppress nothing.

Oh, "a curse." [laughs] Is there, like, a bunch of people coming in,

[mystical music plays]

Yowza, my friend. I like what I see.

-Hyah! -[horse neighs]

Possibly bottomless.

Just don't let your evil twin there give you the old switcheroo.

For it is only with this goo that she can defeat our most feared enemy.

Fucking peasant

It's a bit damp from your sleep sweats.

If you didn't think about neck nuzzling so much,

And not just Turbish.

-No, her! -No, her!

Luci, do it. Do it! Do it!

[opening theme music playing]

He brings me cornbread.

Sounds like you.

Like Derek? Nah, you can't run away.

[scoffs] And I also know where you hide the muffins.