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Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yes?
That's not it.
Yeah? What are you gonna do?
Oh!
I didn't mean Jude,
(pounding on door)
You'll never get away with it,
("Carol of the Bells" fades in)
through your loving-kindness,
I want that kid to pop out fat and happy.
a woman of considerable means, and that her husband was
and you found the suit,
and your self-esteem and...
(sighs)
(whimpers)
And football.
You've lost your credibility at Briarcliff.
No.
I feel like I've been found.
My welts never healed. (groaning)
(Leigh grunts)
on the wrong foot right from the very beginning.
That she is, more than you can possibly imagine.
Coming through.
That's why her purity meant so much to me.
thinking I might diagnose her condition
Are you really here?
Lana...?
Yes, please... (laughs)
coonskin cap will be under your tree Christmas morning,
frightens me.
to get you to confess to crimes that he committed.
and the tail is falling off.
Perhaps it's because we're both such
I'm not the enemy.
of forgetting to wash his hands.
Christmas isn't for six days.
Huh? (scoffs)
from Santa's sack.
with $5,000 cash in it.
What are you doing here?
...or the victor?
(gasps, groans weakly)
under your tree tonight.
but he can't have her!
to leave Briarcliff in your capable hands.
Cane the Devil out of me?
Why didn't you come through the chimney?
the need to confess.
Get back to the infirmary before they realize you're gone.
I'll see what I can do.
bone, no...
(grunting)
Monsignor.
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