Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Damp towels, Bunty's radical blatherings.

No matter what order you look at 'em.

and you, my friend, could be his replacement.

[P.T.] Racist Antelope.

Yes, Elfo. I love and respect you.

[eerie music playing]

Ready or not, here I come.

Happened of my evil twin, Guci.

-God damn, Elfo! You tryin' to kill me? -Hmm.

That moustache is better on your mother.

I can't believe I got murdered in my own dream.

Well, lucky you.

-What? -Okay, bye.

Sir, look at the sign.

There's a weeping Bean in there, and she don't look too damn happy.

Right in the heart.

"Goodbye forever, Derek."

You don't got to go home, but you can't stay here.

That was kind of my jam.

My name is King Zøg.

And I went over the waterfall in a globe.

-Sounds like you. -Her name is Bad Bean.

More tea. Come on. I'm going back in.

I'm sorry, but I'm pretty sure everybody likes their neck nuzzled.

of how much you fantasize about it…

"PS: Snarla says, 'Screw you,'

-[indistinct chatter] -[Odval sighs]

Now, as I was saying, Guci is the evil twin,

Hello again, Tiabeanie.

-[grunts] -[growls]

My little girl's growing up.

I think you mean, "Checkmate," dumbass.

Shut up. I'm counting over here.

Hold it right there, pal.

Who am I anymore?

Good try, Luci.

Loud chewing, walking behind slowpokes…

Quick, clean up the blood, wipe off the sword.

-This is strong stuff. -[sniffs]

-How much do we pay you? -You don't want to know.

I'm tired of this mirror. It irritates me.

[eerie music playing]

Well, nice doin' business with you.

If you're really me, tell me something only I would know.

We're going huntin', Odval.

Are you growing out your horns? You look good.