Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

There's no escaping this conversation.

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

or pass out drunk or snooze till noon.

Yeah, that was fast.

When I die, I go back to Hell.

You need to get a hold of yourself.

Fucking peasant

-[crackling] -Oh!

Well now, I'm really mad.

-Is that you, Luci? -Heh.

-You killed her? -Who cares?

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

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

Enough with your spinning.

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

Are you okay, Bean?

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

Oh, Luci, I love you.

Guys! Hey, guys, it's me.

Gaze on their listless expressions.

You tried to get me mad.

"So long, fatso"?

We've got a curse to get rid of.

Elfo, throw me the sword.

And who in blazes might you be?

I'm going to call you Bad Bean.

I'll make it up to you.

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

Yeah, but you're just so killable.

As promised, four fabulous freaks.

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

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

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[scoffs] If I were to show you the analytics