Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Great! Where is your secret royal hideaway?

Um, her little elf friend can speak for himself. Bean, what should I do?

-[Trøgs] Welcome, friends. -[both screaming]

but I'll toast to you not trying to screw that crown on my head.

the best thing to do is play along.

[gasps and burps]

And coming up next is our underground Fungus Forest.

I don't like that sound no more. I used to but now I don't.

-It's getting dark. -How can you tell?

[Trixy] They're called Trøg logs.

-This is your garbage hole? -No, this is our treasury cave.

[chuckles] Huh?

Those are children!

We use them for structural reinforcement, building insulation,

I should've been holding my breath! [laughs] Spores make you so forgetful.

Why don't you take Elfo to the Lover's Gravel Pit?

-What is all this stuff? -Anchovies with vinegar and mustard.

-This way to the cave inn. -[gasps]

-I'm alive. -Yeah, so what?

[both] Shut up, Luci.

[Derek] "And, most importantly, no more comedy!"

I need to go to bed now. Which rock do I sleep on?

[Luci] Oh, we have these in Hell. They're called crypts.

-[sniffs] Hmm. -[door closes]

[Dagmar] And you'll never find your way out without my help. [echoing]

[distorted] Whoa.

Let's give a big Trøgtown welcome to our-- I can still hear it!

We can't have that moonhole.

the last of the prophets and the fulfillment of the prophecy,

[throne creaking]

They killed Slappo, you know.

Ugh! The royal blob's still alive.

[Derek groans] "Edict number 43."

New edict! "From now on, all weirdos get to do whatever they want!"

I thought we were past that. It's catchy, but you gotta cut it out.

but then I got all mixed up. I think she's onto me.

[both laughing]

-[melody playing] -[grunts]

-[yelps] -No, no, no. Here, in Trøgtown,

[Derek] "No unlawful cohabitation!"

Ah, they're still here.