Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's because I'm strong.
♪ Illuminate ♪
‐ Wait, sausage fingers?
‐ And to draw power from.
‐ Uh, well, wait, let's just give Alex a minute, yeah?
Now, I've never heard the Whispers myself, but I was wondering,
The more powers grow, the...
‐ Yeah, but... that's life, right?
‐ You have a fragment of metal in your body.
‐ Then we'll have home court advantage.
There will not be another chance.
‐You really think it'll work? ‐I don't know
Mom? Are you okay?
You can't keep me in here forever!
‐ Then we have to get to Morgan now.
It was like I was watching myself lie, but I...
If we leave this in any longer, it's going to poison your blood.
‐ Your mother and I had a rebellious streak in our youth.
‐ Excuse me. Where are you going?
‐ Enough of this shit.
‐ Hey, Stacey. Can you hold on a second?
‐ You want me to go to Smith?
Those of us who've been to the other side know how bad it'll be if Morgan succeeds.
‐ Meaning they can be hacked. VICTOR: It would take some work,
♪ 'Cause it'll mean nothing ♪
The more ambitious the spell, the stronger the offering required.
[sighs, keying]
[Old Lace groaning, battering wall]
‐ What if you get hurt? Or worse?
[Whispers continuing]
‐ More like millions.
‐ If Smith is what you want, we'll figure it out.
It's everything you've always wanted.
‐ [Old Lace roaring, battering door] CHASE: Gert?
‐ You're dealing with an evil witch in designer clothes
what's the neuro process that takes someone from a state
‐ WizGlasses. He recorded it?
[Nico groaning]
‐ Uh, that was some crazy stuff, you know?
We need a plan. Alex, we could really use your brain right now.
Now... it may sting just a little bit,
[Old Lace groans]
♪ rock music playing ♪
‐ Previously on Marvel's Runaways...
DALE: Any combination of brownish, yellowish, grayish, blackish?
I promise this will be painful.
[Nico groaning]
I will rule.
[footsteps approaching]
‐ [shrieks] Damn it! ‐ What the hell is going on?
‐ Well, what does she want with Molly?
Dale said that you were the only person he hasn't gotten to yet.
STACEY: Uh‐oh. Yeah. DALE: Look at his eyes.
‐ Geoffrey...
‐ Okay, Jaybrid. Show me what you got.
I'm so sorry, Nico. ‐ [army shrieking]