Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Their memories, their abilities.

We just wanna talk.

[delicate, distressing music playing]

-Let's think this through. -What is there to think through?

create pressure.

[eldritch thrumming]

[optimistic synth music playing]

Well, you look nervous.

So I should be able to control where I am.

I thought I had a good one.

A doorway to another world.

-Hey! -[woman] They locked the door!

[Robin chuckles]

you're still my brother.

We found something you're gonna wanna see.

You kept Henry in that lab.

[distorted screaming]

[music builds to dramatic climax]

[shrill trilling]

[busy signal drones]

Look for mentions of headaches, nosebleeds, nightmares.

I ditch Kate Bush,

whatever you do…

[pensive music playing]

[music swells, fades]

Eleven, we have to go.

Yeah, well, it's just… scary times.

Victor-Two-Sierra, we've got a civvy headed our way.

[tender, emotional music playing]

[hopeful music continues]

We don't know when he's going to attack next.

where they blow the whistle when your shoes fall off.

I always had this dream that I'd have this really… really big family.

[dramatic stinger]

Or she's just really into Judge Reinhold?

"Papa does not tell the truth."

[in Russian] Yes, hello, miss.

Downtown on fire.

[Antonov] The hell is that?

[brakes screech]

It's really you?

-Slash One. -[bottles clink]

[threatening stinger]

But this time, we will be. We'll get weapons and protection.

That was Dan Shelter. He graduated, like, two years ago.

♪ Come on the rising wind ♪

[Hopper chuckles]

[cart squeaking]

-Same with Chrissy and Fred, right? -Right.

[heavy breathing]

[dramatic music fades]

[tense music playing]

This cannot fly us to America.

Whatever you guys are doing, hurry up!

-You're 100%, right? -Yes.

[powerful, emotional music continues]

[mysterious music playing]

-I don't know what you're talking about. -What about his friends?

[sleepily] Mmm. We there already?

Fast Times was returned, like, I don't know, a week ago?

It's not a small woman.

[garbled static]

-[high-pitched ringing] -[coughs]

[Jason] Hey, can I see this real pretty .357, please?

[intense synth music continues]

In fact, I'll do it myself.

Not one that I can decipher.

Everything they are and everything they ever will be.