Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

"…just like you are probably right now. Love, yer dad."

But it's so dreadfully gloomy down here.

-[clanging] -Help! Help us! Somebody, help! Help us!

Ow! Hey! Stop it, bub!

[indistinct chatter]

If something happens to you, the kingdom would be without a ruler.

And New Mommy and New Daddy "need a break" from me

[imitating Dagmar] Thank you, suck-up.

"Crøg the Conspicuous." Yow.

And painful. [grunting]

Ugh! Trixy. What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy?

You'd think with all the brains I eat, I wouldn't be so forgetful.

Dagmar and I are a teeny, kinda, sorta similar.

Thank God we found that Zøg look-alike.

Speaking of, it's almost time for quivering mass. Now run along!

I just had you to fulfill a prophecy, and now I'm a jealous,

"Son, someday this book might help you like it helped me

It's a long story, but seeing as you'll never get out, pull up a seat.

Hell is so fast!

Wait a minute. Turbish and Mertz know the plan. They'll save me.

Lava? Who just keeps lava lying around?

I'm dead. I'm dead and I'm in Hell. I'm in Hell!

[laughs] Wrap it up.

[Derek] Yay! I'm Bedroom Boy!

-No! -[Trøgs grunting]

rummaging through their treasures, when the Trøgs nabbed me.

And as for her two friends, throw them in the lava pit. Deep end.

At least I'm in a coffin, God damn it.