Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Oh. -Do you want anything?

What? Have I got a shit on my face?

Where's your familiar?

I'm the genre spanner.

Any details? See you later, Barry.

-You heard of this? -Huh?

You are joking, aren't you? We're going to a cabin in the woods.

Buzz Aldrin, he walking on my face. And then the third one, a spaceman walkin' on my face.

I'm running low on supplies. As a shaman I can put it down as a business trip and claim it all back.

A roaring fire, cup of tea, what more do you need, eh?

Oh yeah? You got any scars to prove it?

~ Listen to your heart, it's easy letting go. We are family, we are family ~

Have you got any more stories about Chinque, Bollo? Do you mind we should get Howard?

Do you mind? I don't buffet about on the winds of fashion.

-Okay Bollo. You ready? -Hm, yeah.

But Chinque curious. He always say: 'Bollo, please. Please let us go to edge of forest!' over and over and over..

You know, when I see a view like that I'm always aware of the terrifying insignificance of mankind

-Man to man, so to speak. -Don't mind if I do, sir.

-Bollo get us some more jaguar tears, will you? They're going everywhere. -Okay.

Well that's a shame, I guess you won't be needing a photo of the one and only, the legendary - Yeti!