Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[chuckles]
What are you doing?
-[monitor beeping] -[panting]
Stop her. And the rest of them
Three! Two! One!
[planks clatter]
I only ask because he's…
See? Not so scary.
He'll kill you.
with Dr. Owens.
[insidious hissing]
You're the hero of Hawkins.
[unsettling music playing]
[horn honking]
You two getting along?
You and I are going to complete our work together.
Them!
[gentle, emotional music continues]
-What's going on? -[soldier] It's Sullivan.
[threatening music playing]
[gun cocks]
-[Eleven breathes shakily] -Okay. Okay.
[disoriented grunting]
I can survive again.
you said you believed he was always alive in the darkness.
But once they're gone,
You're sure you wanna do this?
[Murray] Uh, I hate to interrupt,
He's a number like Eleven,
Oh Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ.
-[Steve] Whoa, no, no, no. What? -Nope.
No! You son of a bitch!
-Shit! -Shit! I can't! I can't hold it!
No, Mike, we need to get to Hawkins tonight.
An army?
[Vecna breathing heavily]
but now I'm wanted for murder,
I'll bet you he's back in that attic, physical body defenseless.
[grunts]
but, as far as we know,
[wind rushing]
I knew… I knew that was him.
you will need to do more than walk.
There are some kids there that just need looking after, okay?
-Here you go, son. -Thank you.
["Fire and Rain" by James Taylor playing]
Yeah.
[collar clinks]
-What happened? -Gotta go.
They're planning to kill him.
[guard in Russian] Lower your weapons.
[discomforting slithering]
Our home.
[Hopper grunting]
♪ You know I still love you ♪
[unsettling music playing]
but, uh… it'll do.
And we do not know where he's been these lost years.
[music stops abruptly]
You can't.
And neither are you.
Victor-Two-Sierra, this is Charlie-Lima-Golf.
[shrill trilling continues]
It's dangerous!
Yes.
[breathing heavily]
[breathing shakily]
Hey, Sinclairs.