Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Shouldn't you be playing with dolls or something?

And now I'm crawling forward.

[ominous stinger]

and thumped my head really good.

♪ Won't be unhappy ♪

What will work?

It's like… she was destined for an alternate dimension.

[somber synth music playing]

[emotional music swells]

[Joyce] And if we're lucky,

["Running Up That Hill" playing over headphones]

Does 600 pounds suffice?

It is over, Eleven.

It's strange, knowing now who it was this whole time, but…

They would've loved him.

A friend of the doc's.

[gentle, heart-felt chords playing]

-[liquid sloshing] -…flambé.

[door creaking]

Max, stay with me.

There's more to life than stupid boys.

It's the most important part.

[somber synth music playing]

Or to just… talk, you know?

[Lucas panting]

That's not good.

You can still stop this.

-Yeah? -Yeah, totally.

[Eleven whimpering]

Yeah, close to sabotaging us, you mean.

[whispers softly] I still got a date to make, remember?

I feel like my life started that day we found you in the woods.

No, no, no, Max. Stay with me.

[inhales sharply]

[Robin, Nancy choking]

[emotionally] Don't stop. Okay? You're the heart.

and many more still missing,

I can protect her.

[guttural growling]

He could not shape us.

[disembodied screaming]

[yelling, gunfire over radio]

[resolute synth music playing]

-[laughs] -Feel like I look really cool.

[spearhead rings out]

[Murray] I think this answers your question, Jim.

or are we supposed to read your mind?

I can feel them

Come get me, you sons of bitches!

[breathing erratically]

There was a time

♪ Obey your master ♪

You've always been there.

♪ From the cradle bars Comes a beckoning voice ♪

[labored breathing]

[flesh tearing]

[epic synth music intensifies]

Every chance he got.

We make our own rules.

Okay, so, hopefully this blocks out any peripheral light, right?

[skateboard clattering]

Like, if we were meeting together for the first time right now, part of me…

AKA Princess Diana.

Well, what do you think?

♪ Locked away ♪

[dramatic music swells, fades]

here for you too.

[raspy growling]

I know you can hear me.

[thunder rumbling]

This pit was designed to trap monsters.

[thunder booms]

[Jonathan sighs]

I miss talking to you.

A bathtub would help.

[loud rumbling]

[indistinct chatter]

You need to leave.

[breathing shakily]

-[fence clatters] -[Eddie grunts]

All I needed was someone to open the door.

I can piggyback.

You know? I spent five minutes trying to convince her I was real.

[frantic percussive music playing]

[Erica panting]

[both hollering in excitement]

-You shut off this fence, right? -Yeah.

And I have just made a peanut butter on peanut butter monstrosity.

[Dustin] Mr. Munson?

[feedback crackles]

[wood creaking]

And the rest of this senseless, broken world.

[boards splintering]

But the truth is, El, I don't know how to live without you.

-[growls] -Hey, assholes!

And you, you're the jailer. You get that fence turned on.

We gotta lock down in T-minus 30 seconds!

He was visiting, took one look at this,

[Murray] I can totally see it. You in Indiana.

[electricity pulsing]

[gears whirring frantically]

my brave, little superpowered friend.

[thunder booming]

I don't wanna go! I'm not ready.

Not that freak! Never!

[sorrowful music playing]

[tense music playing]

and it's not what he was envisioning for spring break.

You can't be here right now, man.