Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, you're lying.

But that's what she said.

And it's so big, ugly and damned, it makes you and me look like little bitty puzzle pieces.

How could you use a poor maiden so?

And yours? Did you... bag any baddies?

I caught the first act. I missed the curtain call. Did you kill her? Did you turn her?

I was here the whole time, talking and singing.

You know, I was getting pretty bored waiting over there in that line.

Know what I mean?

And it's just about to get fun.

Maybe to confuse us, to mess us up.

You'll live in there. It looks like a closet, but it's a room now.

It didn't occur to me to look, but thanks for the tip.

I mean, it's... Why else would I be here?

Where are you getting this? You know I can't.

(# "Pavlov's Bell" by Aimee Mann)

I can't cry this soul out of me.

It's me. He's leaving.

Something's coming. I don't know what exactly, but something's brewing.

Whatever this thing is from beneath us,

As daft a notion as "soulful Spike the killer" is,

Spike, listen to me. You don't wanna do this.

I have to be there to stop it.