Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's not your concern. My point is that I’m unable
He's important.
Let's take a look at you.
and I have every intention of repaying it.
Only one thing can convince me to let you examine those cadavers.
in the dampness and cold of a miserable night, I reach my prize
-[grunts and groans] -[music builds to climax, fades]
[whimpers]
Well, is he?
Oh, Masson, Masson! You lucky bastard.
It's priceless. Once interred, it is lost to you forever.
Nothing this week. Nothing of consequence.
Yeah, keep going.
[creature screeches]
All of his medals will be affixed to his breast, and…
[grunts]
[menacing chords play]
Holy Jesus!
[Masson] "Long is the way and hard,
Then he'll start asking questions, and do you know how soon it'll be
You will be the business.
[screeching]
[creakily] Mine.
[Masson] Well?
[ceiling creaks]
[creature roars]
Found in a bath.
The bag, if you will.
God! No! No!
[rat creature roars]
Oh, God!
a warlock,
[disembodied distant chanting]
[reads Latin]
Mine!
-That's it? -What do you mean?
Ooh.
Ah! Oh!
[growls]