Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

More of the Dark Lord's handiwork?

I'd like to designate you Prefect of Students.

You've been gone too long, Mr. Scratch.

♪ I always knew There was no fruit to bite ♪

I'm never letting you go.

[tuning fork humming]

Get thee to a warm bed.

So you did as Lucifer asked?

Could the crown be tapped as a source of power,

Wait, what are you going to do?

-Riverdale, where he was murdered. -Of course.

So are you. You're breaking out like a teenager.

Obviously, we're not going to the Academy today.

Word on the street is you've got a thick, fleshy clubfoot now.

From another coven?

I'm not here for you. Sabrina is needed at court.

-[Roz] That was weird. -[Harvey] I know.

I assumed you would kill him.

An immoral compass.

Do you have plans for lunch? 'Cause I know a place.

-She could pose a threat to us. -Leave her to me.

to Aleister Crowley

You wanted to be Directrix. You wanted to be High Priestess, not me.

Yeah, I just thought I saw something for a second.

they talked of experiencing a loss of potency.

[Sabrina] No, no, Roz...

♪ You call the shots, babe ♪

to see you so enthralled by your Satanic scriptures.

Elspeth, have you caught a cold?

All right, Kinkle? Step aside. See how a real man does it.

tell them how to do their business, but no.

[Ambrose] Explodere Centena Millia!