Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Is it a hard install?

-♪ You know that I ♪ -♪ Obeah ♪

EMERALD: I don't know what you're doing here, but...

(clacking, thumping)

-(neighing) -(smacking lips rapidly)

(heavy thumping)

Scott Wolf is the host. He's me.

PHYLLIS: Somehow, you'd think that a man

That's a good one.

Yeah, fuck the point.

(rousing orchestral music plays)

-(electronics powering up) -Why aren't you filming this?

(voice fading): Uh, we will have some amazing...

a few clouds kill our fun today, are we, folks?

I was just talking to my therapist about this

...my family and I bore witness

Like, read the room. (chuckles)

You ready to do the safety meeting?

that I picked up.

Until they do, only one thing is certain.

Where'd you get...

(chittering and squeaking stop)

EMERALD: No, thank you.

No, nope. It's too much.

EMERALD: Goddamn.

in season two entitled, uh, "Gordy's Birthday."

-(sharp pop, object thumps) -(whimpering stops)

Man down? What? Where?

It wasn't dumb.

ANGEL: Sorry, dead people. Park's closed.

Star Lasso Experience is gonna change you.

with a circular hole in the bottom

-(voices stop) -(child's breath shuddering)

Planetary destroyers.

That was... that was a lot.

ANGEL: Shit. We're all gonna go to jail.

-He's ready. -DIRECTOR: Set.

That man was a Bahamian jockey

Know where I could find me a couple of big, strong fellas?

Did you guys find everything you're looking for today?

Crews started searching yesterday morning...

And he is my great-great-grandfather.

I guess some animals ain't fit to be trained.

AMBER: Now, we're not gonna let

'Cause this wack-ass OJ

(sirens wailing in distance)

Nope? I mean, the very first stuntman,

We just need enough to make our shit

Sorry for the tardiness.

Network tried to bury hit, but it was a spectacle.

ANGEL: Um, Holst is shooting on a film camera,

(wind gusting softly)

Luan Loud Is a carrot

(cheering, applause)

a rocket into space would be able to manage

(whispers): It's above us.

(whimpers, grunts)

-(metal creaking) -(wind gusting)

(rhythmic squeaking continues)

(slowing, distorting): the Star Lasso Experien...

(whimpering): Oh, God.

(chuckles) And it's... it's Kattan.

undeniable, okay?

Well, for me, no.

I also want to give a special thanks to

-How big? -Big.

That was the first job Pops took me on.

(quiet chatter)

You'll be getting a call from my supervisor

-Oh, shi... -Come on.

But, of course, the star of the sketch

Your dad left an enormous hole. I know that.

YOU'LL KNOW SOON ENOUGH.

There's shit to do.

and all of our cameras are digital, so it's a whole thing.

Yeah. Like Six Guns.

"I was wrong"? "It's dumb"?

OJ: Last dancer, deep in the gulch.

RIDER: Be Scorpion King.

-Uh, Lucky. -Lucky.

OJ: Get the bike!

(shuddering breaths)

What'd you see?

Nope. Mm-mm. Nope, I'm out.

Yeah, I wouldn't call it proof.

OJ: What'd I tell you about that, man?

would be here right now.

(slowing, distorting): No self-respecting...

Always some shit to do.

(birds chirping)

-(frustrated grunt) -(tapping van)

(deep squelching)

Right, 'cause you can.

-It's all the same. -No, no.

(pants quietly)

Okay, uh, tell me when you see it.

-Nope. -(audience laughing)

-BUSTER: OJ. -She gonna make it.

Yeah, I know, I know.

(metallic creaking)

-(Lucky huffing) -(groaning fades)

-(SCREAMS) Whoa! -Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

MAN: We're ready.

OJ: I got some work I got to do.

for photographic evidence of UFOs and shit.

(wind gusting softly)

(breathing deeply)

We pissed him off.

(Antlers chuckles)

(breathes deeply)

ANGEL (whimpering): Yeah, we're fucked.

It wasn't a Western.

Yo, that man was hardheaded as fuck.

ANGEL: Um, what do you see?