Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You fucking douchebag
[clears throat]
Only that the answer might lie below the castle
Give me that tea.
Thank you.
Okay, aim for the seagull up there.
[all gasping]
[Zøg] Odval, why does everything I love run away?
And…
I lied. I lie all the time.
[bell tolling]
So naturally, I'm way smarter.
Or do I?
Why not?
[grunts]
but regular Bean is bad enough for me. Mmmkay?
[sighs] Okay, I'll try, but no guarantees.
[both grunting]
Look, I'm not immortal anymore.
Also, your hair's messed up. You slept on it funny.
And it doesn't work, it just happens sometimes.
like love and friendship, and the desire to bathe.
Hurry up, Bunty.
Mom and her tacky thigh-high stiletto boots.
Just know, the whole time, I'm going to be watching you.
[Freckles] I'll kill you, you rat bastard.
[gasps]
Someone always drags you back.
[scoffs]
Shush.
She'll have to come to us for more.
Look, I'm the one and only Bean.
Mmm, damn it. I'm not so good at this. Let me think.
Thank you, Enablo.
God, that feels good.
I mean Dagmar.
[screaming]
Bad Bean.
My appendage.
and un-loved.
We're out of tea. I'll put a kettle on.
Behold the city of lights and taffy and budget massage parlors.
You know what, Bean, I'm sorry I insulted you
'cause your hair looks like a haystack.
Don't listen to her, Elfo.
Who am I talking to?