Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Welcome.
I'm here to work,
More adoration as she leaves the stage.
I think it's time for us
Yes, I've seen him do it.
Jakob,
He chooses not to speak?
(GATE CLATTERING)
A dead cat? No.
KLAUS: Good morning.
(GASPS)
It's not what it pretends to be.
(EERIE, INDISTINCT WHISPERING)
KLAUS: Quiet. Enough.
(MALVINA EXHALES SHARPLY)
(STONE THUDS LIGHTLY)
(GASPS)
Ah.
(SILVERWARE SCRAPING)
(WEAKLY) Help.
Another woman will come.
Oh...
Let's see. This?
Uh, yes.
To seal a cat within the walls
in all the great halls,
No.
(SOFTLY) He's waiting.
(SOBBING) I must speak to Jakob.
You've no degree.
(FLOOR TILE CLATTERS)
(WINGS FLUTTERING)
And do you remain in contact with these people?
I'm not saying that...
But I am not your enemy.
how beautiful you are.
No, it has to be now.
certain resemblances between you...
Jakob.
(EXHALES SHARPLY) Bellissima.
because anything we experience is real in its own way,
(SCREAMS)
the dead remain silent.
There were cockroaches as big as your father's watch.
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
You spent time with Jakob this morning.
(LIGHT WHOOSHING)
I know a little something of what it feels to be apart from the world.
No. (CHUCKLES)
This is part of it.
We'll listen together.
I'm much worse.
(CLICKS PHONOGRAPH OFF)
No. Jakob!
(GUNSHOT ECHOES)
(DISTANT CLATTERING)
You're just like the others.
Yes.