Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Is that you, Luci? -Heh.

[gripping instrumental music playing]

[groans] I knew that catchphrase would come back and bite me in the ass.

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

-You killed her? -Who cares?

When I die, I go back to Hell.

Well now, I'm really mad.

"So long, fatso"?

Yeah, that was fast.

-No, I'm Bean. -No, I'm Bean.

Well, I'm Queen Tiabeanie Mariabeanie De La Rochambeaux Drunkowitz.

We've got a curse to get rid of.

Yeah, but you're just so killable.

-[crackling] -Oh!

I'll make it up to you.

Guys! Hey, guys, it's me.

and when I go to sleep, she murders me for no reason.

How come you know so much and I don't?

You need to get a hold of yourself.

Elfo, throw me the sword.

Gaze on their listless expressions.

Fucking peasant

or pass out drunk or snooze till noon.

And who in blazes might you be?

Are you okay, Bean?

[scoffs] If I were to show you the analytics

Enough with your spinning.

I knew it. I told people I was being controlled by unseen forces

You tried to get me mad.

Oh, no, I gotta get out of this dream.

"Have a fifth beer, Bean." And, "Have a sixth beer, Bean."

I'm going to call you Bad Bean.

Oh, Luci, I love you.

As promised, four fabulous freaks.

There's no escaping this conversation.