Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I know that my Lace is in there somewhere.

[crying continues]

MOLLY: You poisoned them.

Um, speaking of your father, have you seen him?

This isn't happening! [door unlocks]

‐ And what's that, sweetheart?

‐ I know, I just can't believe this is happening.

Hey, it didn't look like this when we left, right?

‐ That‐that wasn't me.

‐ Mom... ‐ Except I...

This place isn't our home.

‐ Then help me, Amy.

‐ Is there a spell to get our parents out of the Hostel?

‐ Is‐‐ is that blood?

Must've been one helluva stage show.

‐ Now... I'm going to cast.

MOLLY: And who are all these people?

‐ I hate to say this...

Hey, what's that?

‐ [chuckling] I wouldn't. I couldn't.

[breathing shakily]

It's not my nightmare. It's yours.

ALICE: Hi! Are you enjoying yourselves? Good.

‐ Ahhh, Nico. Finally, you come.

But I have to let Amy go.

it can't be... can it?

‐ If everything he says is true, then our best bet is to stick together.

‐ Is something wrong, sweetheart?

‐ This is all my fault. We have to find them and go back.

‐ No, you're supposed to be the good ones! He forced you!

‐ We're here. We're all here because of you.

I just try to make my home a place of merriment and hospitality,

[creature groaning]

‐ Grandmother?

‐ Guys, I've been reading about this.

‐ I think you may have actually caused my suffering.

‐ Are you okay? What happened?