Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You realize I'm not a talking cat, right? I'm a talking demon.

An excellent spectacle, Your Majesty. You were a model of regal barbarism.

-[Trixy moans] -Oh.

And the Archdruidess? And my crown? Something's goin' on.

[Dagmar] Ladies and whatevers,

[clears throat] I've never gotten such attention from women.

[groaning] You'll rue the day you messed with my daughter…

I get it, you have perfect teeth. Why are you doing this?

because he died serving your father

-Okay! -Luci, you can chaperone.

[Elfo] Bean, how can you be sleepy at a time like this?

-Ow! -Sorry, Craig!

Seal team six, seal the hole!

Elfo, quit clowning around. Is my dad alive?

Hey, what's Derek doin' down there with Odval, huh?

-I'm not. I'm angry. -[Elfo] Hmm.

Here's a halberd. Kill me for real, huh?

Bang it down tight. I'm only gonna be in here like an hour.

Behold the glorious beauty of mining pit number three.

[whispering] Is this the mother you're always talking about?

So long, cruel jerks. [chuckles]

And no matter what people say, sire, I know you're a good man.

[grunts] Nothing like being burned at the stake to work up an appetite.

Oh, no. Not again.