Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

If it doesn't work, I will just look and be dead.

I love you. Night.

- Okay, but when are you coming back?

than be in a relationship, Darlene.

PARTY GUEST 1: Oh, God, watch out!

DEVIL: It's been prophesized

- Yeah, got it. Cool your jets. - Yeah, fine. We got it.

There are these fucking cosmic laws I can't break.

So if Mama's not running, what's next on the docket?

Benny! Bennigan, hey!

Freaky new girl's blossomed into freaky new woman.

How do you know what I need?

- What the fuck?

CHRISSY: Hmm, fancy. [swing music playing]

[sinister music]

- Oh, that is what I didn't want you to say!

of the shadows like that, Irwin.

Don't be a snob. - [gags]

Now change your pants, sweetheart.

Huh, you're a girl.

[dramatic chord]

- How did Chrissy get back to Earth?

- No! [thudding]

- So--so moving 14 times in eight years wasn't for work?

it'll let us fold all the realms

But hey, who cares?

DEVIL: Hipsters call it the Fringe,

[glass shatters]

'cause he's the only one who would actually go there.

- It appears the black hole has stopped sucking.

but--but don't blame me for the economy, okay?

but nothing is off the table.

leaving a cosmic black void over Middletown.

- I don't think you know who you're dealing with, Chief.

'cause she's got her period stain.

[gunshot] HENCHMAN 4: Oh!

Where the hell am I gonna find a cadaver?

- You never know these days, Darlene.

at Shayla Rosenblatt's birthday after-party!