Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But truth be told, Musky was already kind of a shit hole.

- You got us into this.

She made a couple of frivolous wishes.

- ANNOUNCER: To make it right.

The first was a lost recipe.

- The clock is still ticking.

and son, Jimmy, who encouraged Lester Barclay's reign of terror

- Alright! Listen up, jailers!

And here I was requesting a miracle.

- Mm. Not at all what I expected.

- ANNOUNCER: Looks like they're coming out of the gate

- I need your car, Whitey.

subjected these God-fearing folk to your nasty game.

Turned it into some sort of sick contest.

but none of that mattered.

I wished Marjorie alive, yes.

- So, you're going to tell me what this is...

Almost everything.

- You can't do this to me!

- I think you're full of shit.

or I swear to God I'm gonna kill you.

was spitting out its dead.

Well, look at you now.

has to do with your late wife?

And my--my daddy...

But Marjorie, she couldn't resist.

So, was it really that bad that it was about to be

- Who hurt you?

- MAN: Who the fuck do you think you are?

Someone needs to run this town the way it needs to be run.

Preacher. Preacher man.

anyone that could challenge him, and locked everyone up

The insurance payout on my Marjorie.

Let me tell you, there is gonna be hell to pay.

There were many theories tossed about on the local news,

Buckle up, everybody, and enjoy the ride.

- Hey, y'all know you're barking