Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The ice is pretty thin. False Spring must be coming.
How did that work out?
If you happen to find yourself on a slippery slope, watch your step.
Because we burned them down ourselves.
Quigley.
That... That can't honestly be your pledge.
Having a good vocabulary doesn't guarantee that I'm a good person,
Anyhow, it's late, and I feel sick from eating so many marshmallows.
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A catchphrase should be cool and snappy,
That was my favorite part. Books, and books, and books...
Quigley Quagmire.
-Probably the mom. -Women are more resilient.
This toast is raw. Is it safe to eat raw toast?
Well, so is the city. I just experienced a bank robbery,
- Everybody freeze! - Stop!
as Count Olaf's prisoner.
But this is delicious.
Smoking is very, very bad for you.
Which only leads to tragedy.
Stupid secret organizations and their stupid secrecy.
-it's my way or the freeway. -Roadway.
We don't have to go back at all.
We have to invent some sort of a braking system!
We celebrate with a dance around a special pole,
Pajama bottoms. Absinthe. Nickelback. Let's try this right now.
They started that enormous fire that's still raging across the hinterlands.
Go away, cakesniffers! This is a private cave!
These icy winds are making my hopelessly contorted body shiver.
And finally, we burned down the library.
I had to sleep in the trunk.
Troupe 113 is the most exclusive Snow Scout troupe in the city.
And when Klaus stuck his hand into a foothold
Excuse me, miss.
Wake up, everybody!
as the man with the beard and no hair, and the woman with hair but no beard,
and she's traveling with a bunch of dangerous-looking people.
The third phrase is the central theme
Madame Lulu always said, "You deserve better."
-the headquarters is behind that door. -That's an impressive lock.
I think I've got it. I just need to apply more friction.
in the truth,
Everyone regrets their tattoos.
One can too help but admire them,
-That way. -Aargh!
Now, this--
for, as Klaus and Violet Baudelaire had discovered...
The point is, we still have time to turn our lives around.
Oh, it was before your time, dearest.
You've got cinders on your face.