Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
What has The IT done to you?
(MEG GRUNTS)
Is your mother a baritone?
MRS. MURRY: Uh... Right.
You're right.
(WARRIOR BY CHLOE X HALLE PLAYING)
All right, you ready?
Right. Sorry, that...
But he continued to explore, they say.
But of course, we can't take any credit for our talents.
Couldn't sleep either?
You were impatient.
Where are we?
CHARLES WALLACE: The truth is, you were called here.
Give her a chance.
I'm flying!
MRS. WHICH: You see? This is what The IT does.
Thank you.
but you have more potential than anybody here!
but she has more potential in her pinky...
Whatsit.
MEG: Hey.
you shut everybody out...
(BRANCHES SNAPPING)
of one of our current faculty members...
Come on, Mrs. Which, show yourself.
We heard a call, out in the universe.
like that.
We're too close to finding him to turn back!
Go ahead, look around.
You should talk to them.
(STAMMERS) I've been trapped here.
(ALL GRUNT)
Listen. (CLEARS THROAT)
Well then, you're all set.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
no leads in the case.
(SOFTLY) He's... He's not gone.
Let's see what happens to the sand.
- What you got up in here? - What are you doing, man?
He started in Uriel.
(MEG GROANING SOFTLY)
Did you hear that, Meg? Meg!
(SOFTLY) Tessering.
This is the only way!
Oh, I'm Calvin. This is Meg. And this is Charles Wallace.
You don't look like how I pictured you.
At the parents-teacher meeting when there is a complain "no it wasn't"
Twice four is eight.
Maybe a little.
Good. Okay.
Don't let anyone separate you.
It's picking up stuff and throwing it over!
So what do you say, Calvin, you wanna come with us?
CHARLES WALLACE: And I'm not odd, you are...
Let me get a good look at you.
I'm sorry, Meg.
Is that you, son?
But I can't.
(AUDIENCE MURMURING)
Whoa.
Let's be exclusive.
(SOBS)
(GRUNTS)
Charles Wallace. My baby boy is here?
MEG: No, not awesome!
The Misses.
You don't tesser well.
♪ Child of mine ♪
Can you?
CHARLES WALLACE: See? Told ya.
MRS. WHICH: Get to the wall.
I love gifts.
Everyone else is glorious.
It's enough when The IT says it's enough!
Love it, Biscuits.
Charles Wallace!
You're the boss.
A tesseract?
(LOW GROWLING)
The call must have been Daddy's.
who left you...
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
But you can't avoid them.
don't look away.
CALVIN: Look.
- That one. - That's what I thought.
All I do is think about him.
(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON RADIO)
(ETHEREAL MUSIC PLAYING)
He's probably just pretending to be in outer space...
My gift is my command.
than you do in your whole body!
Then how about we go and find him?
Okay, so...
Hey, buddy!