Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I have little cat feet.

It's time to go home. [whistles]

But I now realize she couldn't have without the gun.

Oh, you're always doing that.

I'm not in there now.

-What the-- -[all exclaiming]

Zøg's too crazy to remember anything we did to him.

I have a council meeting. Did you finish those budgetary amendments?

-Wait, all of them? -Uh, yeah, sure.

[suspenseful music playing]

Who in the world is making that god-awful noise?

At least we found the gun.

Unless she cast a spell on me to make me believe she's a witch.

Nobody cared either time I came back to life.

And remember, Derek,

And now, Sagatha, your vows.

You did it. And you got your pants back, too.

-[unenthusiastic clapping] -[man 1] Yay.

[muttering and laughing]

-[babbling] -Zøggy.

I wonder what "the walls have eyes" means.

Leaning the body right up against the door like that.

Well, where is Pendergast now?

That one there, in the middle.

Oh, hi, Bean. I'm a man now.

I can pretend I'm in a barrel.

And why is everyone so casual about the fact

Okay, Elfo. [snapping fingers and whistling]

Lower the drawbridge.

I dreamed of this moment for so long, but I'm more worried than validated.

but now they're alive and completely raw and ungrilled.

-[shrieking] -[crowd gasping]

Shut up, Turbish.

My name's Derek. Who are you?

Oh, hello, pretty pony.

If looks could kill, you'd be arrested for double murder.

[man 2] Okay, revolution's postponed for another day.

I ain't talkin' to you. I'm talkin' to the head.