Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. -MAKEUP: I'm trying to work.

Sorry. Trying to help.

(soft popping, clattering in distance)

OJ: Listen, listen, we-we got to get you out of here.

Nigga, I didn't say Oprah. You said Oprah.

-look that one up on YouTube. -(Jupe chuckles)

It's legendary.

♪ I'm the obeah man... ♪

All right, I'll be over in the morning to tear that shit off.

ANGEL: Oh, wait, wait.

So just execute.

...you'll leave here different?

ANGEL: Yeah. Yeah, yeah, okay.

Saturday Night Live?

-She's supposed to be here. -Yeah.

ANGEL: Oh, God.

Fuck, we-we can even save Earth.

-(balloon pops) -(objects clattering)

Wasn't much fun.

-(applause) -(Lucky huffs softly)

(neighing in distance)

That's interesting. How much?

and studying us, waiting for the perfect time to beam us up

Old Trigger took off straight into the gulch.

'Cause I'm not going back

He was basically your neighbor, right?

(orchestral music playing quietly)

Hey, yeah. I'm Emerald Haywood.

But don't worry, there'll be others.

-(gasps) -(shrieking in distance)

Come back again.

(screaming continues)

ANGEL: Man in black on a white motorcycle.

-when the shit went down... -EMERALD: Mm.

(motor whining)

-Hasta la vista. Adios. -(indistinct chatter)

-Can you stay out here? -Why?

(gasping, grunting)

(Antlers chuckles softly)

(whispers): You're chosen.

Don't promote your fucking side shit on the job.

We don't really know shit. (chuckles)

-Hey! -ANGEL: Hey. Hi. (stammers)

All right, all right.

the very first assembly of photographs

All right, let's get into some, uh, safety precautions

Hey, hey! Is everybody okay?

and he was my great-great-grandfather.

Step out. Step off.

ANTLERS: You draw him out there.

AMBER: Bear with us now.

Nobody Fucks With My Wood Bitch. Nope!

All right, here we go!

Okay, OJ, if you die trying to save that guy,

ANTLERS: Who's this?

a UFO, alien entity or whatever the hell you want to call it?

Uh, uh, stay in your seats.

(coyotes howling faintly in distance)

Luan Loud is very wet

It's closing time.

-What's up? Copy. -FYNN: Safety meeting at the...

Yes, it was. Yes, it was. Look it up.

-Where'd you get it from? -Don't worry about it.

-(scattered applause) -Uh, and I'm Emerald Haywood.

and we know how it comes, so...

(audience laughing)

-You want to work? -Hell no.

-(Emerald sighs) -(clicks tongue)

(Amber clears throat)

-♪ Can raise the dead ♪ -♪ Obeah ♪

No, no, no, no, no, no. Shit.

S-Something very bad is happening.

Luan Loud don’t dance

(indistinct chatter)

Big dumbass, probably. (chuckles)

A lot of blackouts.

One day. Two days, tops.

JUPE (recorded): Well, cowboys and cowgirls,

RIDER: Fuck it.

was a two-second clip of a Black man on a horse?

So I'm gonna drive you back tomorrow?

I think... I think he might need a break.

I don't know if you've heard, but a terrible beast is about.

-(music stops) -(chatter quiets)

No, no, no, no, no. No, Gordy, no! No!

(quiet, raspy whimpering)

(Lucky shrieks)

Do you... do you see, like, lights or anything?

(engine starts)

You got to enter an agreement with one.

MAKEUP ARTIST: They told me to come here.

a couple of extra press passes

-Boom. -Little more?

...they can't erase that.

My camera! I need my camera!

Thumbs u... thumbs up.

Oh, come on. That ain't nothing.

♪ I came down on a lightning bolt ♪

OJ: Now, we know what it doesn't like.

It's good, but it ain't it. Ain't Oprah.

ANGEL: Oh, God.

Suit yourself. (chuckles)

♪ Well, he looked at me and in a voice so gruff ♪

Ghost out there.

-How? -How what? How we put it out?

ANNOUNCER: Now sit back, stay in your seats and enjoy

you make the cinematically impossible possible.

(takes deep breath)

ANGEL: Holy shit, I-I think it's taking the dancers.

animal wrangler and movie star all rolled into one,

-(grunts) -(camera clicks)