Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The worst we ever tasted. And they promised me that next year
It's a Latin term meaning "god from the machine."
I'm going to think "handful" isn't going to become a real and correct word anymore. I'm going to think "handful" isn't going to become a real and correct word anymore.
I love your artwork.
[Lemony] As the Baudelaires watched their friends vanish up in the air,
- Hector, please. - Hector, we're waiting.
Sì. Sì. They should give everyone an alpaca.
The firehouse was their headquarters.
♪ Look away, look away ♪
[babbles]
I don't know how much longer we can hold Sunny up.
and becomes a long-distance runner.
A place that's large and mobile and away from prying eyes.
I'm talking about tooth marks on Count Olaf's body.
Goodbye, Baudelaires.
Burn them!
- Where can we go? - We're in the middle of nowhere.
You have quite a way with words, Detective.
You broke rule number one
The only bird I like is in a chicken sandwich.
Do you think that being naturally photogenic
It was Isadora's idea to use the couplets as a code.
[as Olaf] Ah, cocktail hour.
Oh!
Some city folk come from villages. Hello, Mr. Lesko. How's retirement?
until they come of age and their fortunes are ours.
Now he plays 5 days a week, keeps his clubs in the trunk of his car, and loves to rub it in the face of his competitors with a post-putt birdie dance.
This is terrible.
This time I'll hit a handyman.
[as Luciana] I mean, Police Chief.
which seems unlikely now.
about to be burned at the stake for a crime we didn't commit.
Your invention worked.
[as Dupin] Hey, everybody, those half-cat murder birds have recruited accomplices.
It's two more couplets from Isadora.
Nobody will even stop by...