Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now it is time to do something difficult.
Wait until the readers of the Daily Punctilio hear about this!
then I will zip up here and scoop you up a lengthy menu. Can you dig it?
[mob] Burn those kids! Burn those kids!
- How? - [woman] Burn those kids!
The story of the Baudelaire orphans haunts me
Hold on a moment.
And snuffed out the light of Count Olaf, um, in the night.
If you faint at the sight of a birdie hat,
There's a term to describe the arrival of someone helpful when you least expect it.
We need something big enough to store children
You still have me. And I have the location of the sugar bowl.
- Burn them at the stake! - [mob cheering]
Near the end of the play when things seem especially dire,
[grunts]
How did you know we were here?
I don't know where the chief of police is. I yelled for her loudly.
when I was sweeping the feathers under Nevermore Tree.
- And worse! - Now we must go after them!
[thuds]
It fills me with sadness, misery and grief.
- [man] Look at that donkey go! - [woman] He's adorable!
- You're leaving? - The hot air mobile home is almost packed,
Directors rarely choose huge clouds of dust
Build faster. The faster we build, the faster that fortune is mine.
Officer Luciana, you injured a crow. Now you will pay for your crimes.
[Lemony] A huge cloud of dust is not a beautiful thing to look at.
Look away. This is nothing you ought to see.
This way.
Another mechanical device?
That's bad news. I was excited to burn him at the stake.
I was thinking, dearest darling dreamboat,
- Was the baby driving? - She's more of a toddler now.
- Baudelaires! I'm so glad you made it! - I hope you don't mind extra passengers!
[Mr. Poe coughing]
[as Dupin] Man, I heard that cat was out-of-sight handsome.
And, as far as my research has shown,
If we don't see each other again,
Detective, talk to them about what you're talking about.
- Arthur? - Eleanora.
or breathe a sigh of relief that a repugnant villain is dead at last?
and sparkling with the light of a thousand stolen sapphires.
It was damp from dew, and there were always crows on the fountain.
Klaus. You're smiling.
Do you smell smoke?
Not so fast, daddy-o.
Goodbye, crows. You were scary.
makes you better police officers?
I am going to blow my top. And I'm going to blow my cover.
It's time to unite to hunt down these criminals and burn them!
Everything is going exactly as I planned.
Something helpful happening when you least expect.
Detective, you must have evidence for this startling and handsome accusation.