Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Did you really think I wouldn't find out your secret?

Given your history, I'm sure you're intent on running away.

and was mysteriously saved by a homicidal monster.

Darling, how long do you intend on giving us the cold shoulder?

I didn't catch your name, or is that on a need-to-know basis too?

Yo, Enid! You're not gonna believe the dirt I heard about your new roommate.

[shelf rumbling]

You must be the self-appointed Queen Bee.

[Furs howling, baying]

Let's see if you bleed in black and white.

now we're even.

[jock] You scared, kid? Scared?

[delicate, emotional music playing]

[water tank gurgling]

Is he, like, your pet?

[tense music builds]

Grim Reaper Barbie, makes perfect sense.

[patrons chattering]

and had to take a six-month sabbatical.

[jocks guffawing]

Wednesday is certainly a unique name.

Your writing time?

I had an extra hand.

[mournful rendition of "La Llorona" playing]

What does it matter to you?

[yearning sigh]

until they rip your throat out.

They were harassing a customer, and she put them in their place.

I've read serial killer diaries with better punctuation.

I see the world as a place that must be endured,

[bells tolling]

That means keep your claws to yourself, and no smothering people in their sleep.

I can't be bought, so either wait, or find someone else to drive you.

-[birds thudding in time to music] -♪ That you said goodbye… ♪

The last thing I remember I was walking outside

How did you take that?

Don't tell me Gomez Addams is your father?

I got stuck as it was headed to the crematorium.

[chilling choir vocalizations]

that I've recently been plagued by visions.

Tyler, the hell's going on in here?

I will never fall in love, or be a housewife, or have a family.

I don't have a phone. I refuse to be a slave to technology.

Ironic, isn't it?

I shoulda just let that thing smash you to mush?

Did you help her?

[sweeping refrain builds]

Can you tell me about her?

♪ Then I drift away ♪

[typewriter keys clacking]

Are you kidding me? My life would be officially over.

[both grunting]