Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Skippy didn't do anything to anybody. He doesn't deserve that!

Let me show you something.

- Can you lead these people out of here? - You bet. Come on, everybody! Let's go.

Spiders have a developed sense of smell. The perfume could confuse them.

- What are you doing? - I need to make a broadcast.

You went back for that? Lose that thing. It'll slow us down!

Methane gas. A lot of it.

But we know the truth.

Hold on to your shirt.

Why you broke her husband's nose.

Who'll believe that lunatic?

Yeah, I'd say so.

I see dead people! I see dead...!

I have to go. I'll call you later, okay?

I'm sorry, okay?

Looks like the only thing going is you, dude.

Between the Sewing Center and the Cinemaplex?

...or any of the arachnids.

- What's going on? - I don't know.

I'm really sorry.

Is there a chance that Gladys is still alive?

People could get killed. Just hear me out.

Now, get moving so you can make it up to me later.

- Do you smoke? - No.

Picked them myself.

- This is for landowners only. - I am a landowner, Wade.

It's nice to know you didn't forget everything we taught you.

- Just do it. - All right, kids, come on.

- Take this. Protection. - Ls that a stun gun? Are you kidding?

- How much? - Lt don't make sense.

Get your furry cat ass out of there!

Why don't you stomp them hills out and get some room to grow...

...unfortunately.

Since when did you care about the mines? You've been gone 10 years.

I'm worried about things you've been doing lately, Ash.

We never miss a show.

Chris McCormack! I didn't know you were back.

Just these huge, intricate webs they've left behind.

First Emma leaves, now Sam's got me doing spring- Cleaning.

People are saying it's coyotes, it's wolves. But we know the truth.

Yeah, I got it. Sorry.

They want to put the empty mines to use. It's safe.

It's their diet. I made a discovery.

Lose the face fuzz before you do.

I have four more payments on this shit!

My father said he'd found the Agua Mesa lode. I believe him.

Hurry up. Get away from the mines. Get up there.

All right! They're spiders from Mars. You happy?

We all know about those cows and the probe.

- You're making me nervous! - I'm making you nervous. Give me that!

- What the hell is this? - It's my media- Induced nightmare.

I swear to God it's the television.