Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

all your memories, your senses.

[haunting piano music playing]

We've been working together at Conwood for a coon's age.

-[crunch] -[yells painfully]

Thin nourishment.

There was no chance to re-enter. Leaving this takes too long.

[doors squeak loudly]

Where the hell you been?

[Nate] About a week later,

[miner 2] Joe? What the fuck are you doing up there?

[suspenseful music playing]

terminating in hooks or…

[unsettling suspenseful music playing]

[solemn eerie music playing]

[ominous suspenseful music playing]

♪ Make the body ripe and alive again ♪

Oh, that's Fordham Mutual talking.

Our story today is The Autopsy.

You're right. I'm getting maudlin.

-[suspenseful music playing] -[ball beeps, snarls]

And its director David Prior.

♪ It's not small, no, no, no ♪

[machinery whirs, whines]

I thought we was friends.

this is one of those nightmare specials.

the answer is a decidedly terrifying… "no."

Not merely in the course of their employment.

[exerted grunting]

Yo, that was good.

A shooting star

[Nate] I don't know. I just didn't want to leave you with this.

You think about it. Let me know which you prefer.

The innocent get punished and everything is just dust.

[Davis] No way out. How could he get out without coming back up the shaft?

If I see anything anomalous on the other externals,

Tell me what happened.

gave the prints to Sophie to have them telexed to every county in the state.

[man breathes heavily]

Meet me at the Braddock Forks Mine on the double.

[kids sing on TV] ♪ Honeycomb's big, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

-♪ Somewhere there's heaven… ♪ -[grunts]

You really don't see it, do you?

[man 1] You're so thin.

Why are you doing this?

Trapped in this…

reporting pathologist for the Montague County Coroner's Office,

I'm thinking crazy thoughts, Nate.

[Davis] Dr. Winters, Sheriff. Everything's shipshape inside.