Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You dog.
Are you sure this'll work?
Dean, what the hell are you doing in there?
Yeah, a little... orphan boy.
Hank, go get me a Phillips head screwdriver.
I am at Mr. Venture's lab to right that which is wrong...
It draws its power from a haunted orphan heart.
And I don't need any "I told you so's" if it works.
Let us close your door on the spirit world forever!
Uh, so what kind of work do you do here, Doctor...
Just tell me one.
Triana. Isn't that a cool name?
Mr. Venture trapped your little friend Dean...
And I'm starting to get hungry.
- Polo! - Polo!
Oh, of course.
Never mind. Yeah, I'll be seeing you.
We need the money.
The kind where you don't need someone busting in going...
Yes, it did.
Now I think we have some common ground to...
Open!
Oh, dear God.
No, and I don't think we should be doing this in the first place.
The only woman I ever loved.
One time I saw him kill a guy with a sockful of party snaps.
Look, Hank, I have memories attached to that record.
I saved your mechanical man from certain damnation...
Hey, Brock. What's this thing?
All right, then, lunch box, or however you say it.