Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-BECCA: Great. -MR. WILKE: Quiet down.
-Who is this man? -Oh, that's the mayor.
STUDENT: Of course.
No, we gotta get Cassie.
Hi, I'm Gilbert the Great and I am your biggest fan.
Gilbert? Really?
-Aisle? What's an aisle? -Aisle.
I don't make fun of you guys.
Ooh.
(suspenseful music)
Everyone knoweth the legend of Billy Butcherson.
(door creaks)
of a vengeful maniac obsessed with getting revenge on Salem
Gemmy 2001 Big Head Monster Real
-Here we go. -Izzy!
But I mean, she's not your enemy.
Promise me?
He woke up?
I am so dead.
And we shall sniff out the blood of our enemy.
Thou promisest thou shalt never do it to yem because thou never wantest to do it to yem!. Thou likest to promise thou wilt never do it to yem because thou never lovest to do it to yem!. Thou promisest thou shalt never do it to yem because thou never wantest to do it to yem!. Thou likest to promise thou wilt never do it to yem because thou never lovest to do it to yem!.
Oh, fie, we have no time for warnings.
-WOMAN 2: Blasphemy! -I apologize, Reverend.
it's on the 16th birthday that a witch gets her powers.
Okay. Come on, Cassie.
Wake up!
Peak
(cell phone ringing)
(both scream) Scooter (1985) - S09 E07 Creepy Crawl October 28, 1993
It glows from within with a sickening light.
and saying that they're weird is making fun of them.
-Move! -(kids screaming)
-♪ One day ♪ -♪ Maybe next week ♪
Why would she ask about our plans? She knows what we're doing.
(Becca clears throat) Making sure Mike doesn't get lost?
IZZY: Oh, my God.
Okay. Sorry.
I kept asking you guys to hang out and you would just flake or not respond.
Oh, okay. Oh, I got it.
Mm, I told you we should have... (imitates knife scrapes)
-Oh, we could inquire with someone. -Inquire who?
(screams) The... The book is alive.
Angelica leaves. You burn them to lift curses.
Becca?
Yo, Glenn.
(both grunting)
Thou drovest the other!. Thou madest yem!. What art thou doing to yem?! Thou drovest the other!. Thou madest yem!. What art thou doing to yem?!
The salt blocks dark magic.
{\an8}"Beware the Power Spell for it is most dangerous,"
Lead us to thine apothecary.
Ah, good work, Mary.
-The apothecary, apothecary, apothecary? -Bottles and bottles of it. Yeah.
How many children's souls are in those potions?
Oh, my.
♪ Ah say into pi alpha maybe upendi ♪
YOUNG MARY: Taste this, Winnie.
(Sanderson Sisters laughing)
But perhaps the sisters have already returned.
Cassie.
(students groan)
(gasps)
-Hey. Happy birthday. -Thanks.
-Thank you, Sandy. Thank you so much. -CROWD: Hey. Hi.
No, no, no. I'm not, I'm not like Winifred. No, I amn't. No, no, no. I'm not, I'm not like Winifred. No, I amn't.
The originals.
(young Winifred grunts)
-That's the walk from the Walgreens. -IZZY: Yes. So then what did they do?
'Twas was my only job.
(gasps)
-You know, I think we knew her. -Yes.
-No! -This is for...
We must brew the life potion or our fate will be sealed at sunrise.
(screams)
Forever.
Felt like we needed her here with us.
What are you talking about?
Of course, I was the pretty one.
(foreboding music)
-But where is he? -Where is he?
Oh, my gosh.
Hey, I don't think she did it on purpose.
Please. Stop.
♪ Witch, witch, the witches are back ♪
The man said,
-Come on. -MIKE: See you.
-They have a mind of their own. -What?
Huh?
♪ Dance, dance, dance ♪
I love the commitment.
She relishes in her petulance.
Three hundred years later and the dark cloud of Traske
Stop. Stop that.
Yes, you will.
is stealing my fingers.
Crazy witches are trying to kill your dad.
I don't know. They were the only broomies left.
-Is that a spell? -MR. WILKE: Okay. Let's begin.
(zapping)
(wheezing laugh)
maybe like a calming circle might...
-Okay, let's get out of here. -Okay.
(grunts)
disregard of all that we hold sacrosanct,
(mutters angrily)
Gilbert. Where did you get that candle?
-Mr. Traske, no! -IZZY: Give me a second, hold on!
Met.
(zapping)
This is Satan's work! Hurry! Throw the water!
Look it.
Take one of their heads.
Sisters.
(exhales deeply)
I have your hourglass.
Fire! Wake up!
Oh, for me?
(door creaks)
(blowing)
and we will lure them into setting us free.
(all pant)
Oh, "Retinol".
WINIFRED: We're back. We're back. We're back.
But either way,
-maybe let her go, okay? -Sit and be comfy.
-Sweet dreams. -Goodnight.
(chuckles) Thou art most wicked, Winnie.
-Stop, stop, stop. -WINIFRED: A cruel world.