Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(KISSES)
SCIENTIST: For our notes, Miss Maximoff,
And that makes you the Scarlet Witch.
(IN SOKOVIAN)
DARCY: And she had to watch.
waiting for you to reveal your true self.
(LOCK BEEPS)
Agatha Harkness, are you a witch?
All you could recall was the feeling.
(DOOR CREAKS)
You're even running illusions miles away at the edge of town.
(JOINS IN CHANT)
Oh, what a night nightmare.
and put it back together again a million times.
Vision was gone.
That's your cue, lady. You're on.
(INHALES SHARPLY)
The broken pieces of you are adding up, buttercup.
(SHUDDERING) Stop... Stop...
AGNES: They're probably just playing in the basement.
-How can you be certain? -It's not that kind of show.
(ENGINE WHOOSHING AND RUMBLING)
A classic.
What is this? Why are you showing me this?
-I can't. -You can.
I wanted him back.
And now?
The name's Agatha Harkness. Lovely to finally meet you, dear.
Doesn't explain your recent hijinks.
Endless nothingness.