Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What do you want?

early in the morning or late in the evening

she's the best girl that I ever had

Hey, Ray, just taking care of your girl like I promised.

They live in the sticks. What do you think?

But there was one guy, one guy.

Please! Elsa! What are you doing?

THAT'S MY GIRL! THAT's MY GIRL!

- You two look like shit run over twice. - You're a prick.

I can touch the moon with my hand

You know what? I need to talk to Helen, and I was wondering...

don't you know who I am

I haven't seen Ray since last summer.

Come aboard. Come inside.

hush, hush you broke my heart but I'm not to blame now

immature, adolescent decadence.

Cowboys. Whoever.

We make a pact, right here and now. We take this to our grave.

You and your hair. It is so pathetic.

under those baby blue eyes

Stay calm. I'll be up in the balcony.

David. Younger.

So, by that time,

People trying not alive

Look, m-maybe it ran off.

Come on back out, girls.

He was probably just playin' a prank on you.

I don't know what it is.

I'm goin' where the cold wind blows

- Who? It's been a year. - I don't know.

- I didn't see it. - No, there's no way!

Yeah, I'll say. You know, you guys should check out a mirror once in a while.

Use your brain, Julie. We call the police, and we're fucked.

That's a shame...

How? I scared the shit out of him, all right?

chalky corpse in the car now.

Susie Willis died of drowning.

you know what-- I-I don't, I don't think so, Max.

now hush, hush I thought I heard her call my name now

How's the snapper?

Yeah, almost a year now. I work on that one over there, on the end.

butterfly just cries

early in the morning

Jodie foster tried this, and a serial killer answered the door.

I'm not going to the police, and you're not either.

God, I'm gonna miss you.

Well, I'll be damned.

My fuckin' jacket.

Shut up. So the girl, she gets all scared, right?

You two wait here. What are you gonna do?

Yeah, prophecy fulfilled, right?

Look, come on, Julie. Don't you see?

And they all usually originate from some sort of real-life incident.

It's a fictional story created to warn young girls...

Maybe he blamed himself. Maybe he was sitting in the road waiting for us to hit him.

You can call it an accident all you want, but he died because of us. That's certain.

The guy's dead.

Who else? He was there.