Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But now is not the time for jokes. [clears throat]

NADJA: Nandor, wait.

-[gargoyles groaning] - Oh, yeah.

I've just got to find this stupid magic flute for Laszlo.

- GUILLERMO: No, Master. - LASZLO: Yes. -[dog barking]

I would simply blame another nation

- Okay! Come on! This way! - BARON: Oh, we must hurry.

NADJA: So, yeah,

- Well, you go ahead and we'll wait here. - No!

- BARON: Mm-hmm. -...whatever you do, just do it quietly.

Okay. And you go get me a glass of water, no ice.

That does ring a bell, that rock.

It drives him to madness.

Nadja, why don't you go with her, tag along?

- BARON: Yes? - LASZLO: It's over there.

Speaking of ringing bells, listen to this.

Like ghosts or large penises.

BARON: Yes, that infernal squirrel.

Let's not kill. We're not gonna kill it.

If the vampire that turns you dies, then you die.

-[screams] - LASZLO: My sword.

And, Laszlo, why don't you change your shoes,

- Oh, okay. That was you, then. - LASZLO: Right.

NADJA: Are they meeting us here, or...?

Is this thing on?

- to come back from the dead. - BARON: I see.

he's going to rip each of your throats out.

You did not swallow a bloody harmonica.

- Baron? - Baron? - BARON: I am here.

WOMAN 2: I just can't make sense of it.

But it's not going so great.

I have two go-to sources.

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

The actual Sire?

DOLL NADJA: What she said.

Sorry, there's not chalkboard in here, so I had to use my mouth.

- LASZLO: Luck. - Good luck. -[Sire growls]

like a hairy crab leg. [chuckles]

- What a pair of messy bitches. - Yeah.