Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thank God you're here.
It is right next to you, and you don't even see it.
Your compasses. All of your compasses, right now!
You know, it's a shame what they've done to this family.
But you need to listen to me. Your mother is sick. Really sick.
- Eleven! - El!
You cast Shadow Walk.
could God take from us someone so young, so innocent?
What we want to know is, do you know where the gate is?
Help! Help!
Hello? Mom?
They put a microphone in the light.
but dark?
North.
This is where we know for sure it's been, right?
Yeah?
That is such bullshit.
- I can't believe I fell for this. - I'm here to help, Joyce.
- Otherwise, how'd Will get there, right? - Right.
Come on.
Turn back.
- Come on. - What's wrong with you?
Get out of my house!
An alternate dimension.
Forgot all the cameras, bub?
Yeah, I haven't shot one since I was ten.
Now, get out!
We can't shadow walk, but...
you're just making things worse, like always.
He can even go...
Shut up.
Take that down. It's inappropriate.
You can borrow my black heels if you want.
He's wanted to go to NYU since he was six years old!
Dustin, what are you doing? Dustin?
maybe she can.