Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Lord of Flies, I name you

Someone's sending demons

No. No, we call him Theo.

- [grunting] - [squeaking]

How am I to know?

all-time reigning champion bubbler.

Hey, Harvey, I'm open.

But is that an actual rule in a rule book, or...

I'll call Baxter High and tell them you've contracted scarlet fever

♪ You read my palm Till I drop you again ♪

[whistling and cheering]

And you, rabble-rouser that you are, had to take it up.

- you assail every tradition, so excuse... - Not every tradition.

[Nick] Sabrina?

Come on. Where's a book of banishments when you need one?

- [knock at door] - [Sabrina] Father Blackwood?

♪ I love to love you, baby ♪

And when the fancy strikes you, I'm also your... night maiden.

You make a mockery of the Academy.

Or Salem, for that matter.

Purson, I banish you.

[all] July 13, 1527.

- for a night of debauchery. - Then why wasn't I invited?

These aren't lesser demons that can be summoned by a novice.

A little Pepto for your tummy.

In the cauldron, seethe and bake

Blind white eye of cave-born shark

[woman whispers] Did you see that?

Where is it? Where is it?

you were woefully ill-prepared,

No girls on it, either.

[Father Blackwood] Sister Zelda.

This first challenge tests the depth of knowledge of our two candidates.

When I signed the Book of the Beast,

[murmur of conversation]

Well, I... I understand that you excused her from her classes at Baxter High.

- [screaming] - [crunching]

antiquated traditions when I'm High Priestess

Molted skin of cobra snake

- and furniture shaking. - Everything's fine, Hilda, go to bed.

I know that. So, come on. If you hurry, you'll make it.

[flies buzzing]