Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

WOMAN: He believes he is the son of the Zodiac.
Okay, I'm gonna speed up.
Guillermo?
She seems to have slipped away in the dead of night,
why hasn't anyone eaten him?
You're just pushing me in front of you.
There might be something, if you're lucky.
Killer of vampires.
I'm not gonna tell you.
So I traced that back to another account.
-Touch the sky! -Touch the sky.
NADJA: You kept the hat!
That's very frowned upon amongst the vampire community.
I don't know how to play the piano, so I use a Zune.
* It's not easy *
Don't embarrass him.
So another rookie mistake.
SIMON: I want that hat! I want to feel
Oh, no. You killed a vampire.
SIMON: House meeting.
Simon the Fucking Devious!
-* Sewer dwelling... * -Oh, God.
Nandor would love to see all of you.
Seems as though my foot is caught in the grating.
(yells)
-In the sewer? -Yes, yes.
We are Nadja and Laszlo, the human music group.
You got it, sir.
I'm just, I just asked a question.
I'm gonna teach this little beef jerky
I don't think so, me old boy.
Yeah, yeah. Oh they hate me.
-Are you speaking of Carol? -Uh, no, no.
(heavy footsteps approaching)
Meet thy maker!
-for the comments to come in. -(computer chimes)
-(rapid footsteps) -Whoa, whoa, whoa.
You should come at anytime.
-And then I can... -(echoing): Laszlo.
wanted to eat you. (laughs)
-Do you need a bandage? -No, it's the fucking hat.