Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You fucking bastard!
[BOTH GRUNTING]
All right. And the lies she's been telling? That's part of it, huh?
I can't believe it.
Her temper.
fuck me fuck me fuck me fyck me
Could you help an old president and out with 11,000 Votes Father? father
Shall we summon the writer? He's in Paris, I believe.
who's filling in for fletcher jessett? david styles.
who's filling in for cinda lee? sue chaplain-ardagh.
... would make it very probable...
[SIREN WAILING]
- The spelling is on the back: Kinderman. - Okay.
Uh, I'll come back when she's feeling better.
[PRAYING INDISTINCTLY]
Cunting Hun.
The blood of the new and everlasting covenant, the mystery of faith.
- How's your leg? - How about you? You are all right?
The Power of Queso compels you!
Um....
- Dimmy, please. MERRIN: Damien.
It's the power-- Holy water.
DIRECTOR: All right. Hustle, background. And action.
Your mother sucks cocks in hell
Again he gave you thanks and praise.
NICK Fuentes LET JESUS FUCK YOU! LET HIM F"Uc
Your mother sucks chodes in hell, you faithless scum.
- I don't know. I just thought. - Come on. What did you hear?
- Is she having spasms again? - They've gotten violent.
What's that?
Doctor's ethics. If you knew, you wouldn't tell, huh?
[GRUNTS]
who's filling in for brett rivera? henrik van der hune.
I found this in her room.
She was all the time screaming, talking to the radio.
That's much too vulgar a display of power, Karras.
Why, Dimmy?
Your Uncle John passed by to visit me.
It's purely force of suggestion.
The, uh-- The victim's belief in possession is what helped cause it...
[SCREAMING]
Guilty before his son.
Sometimes.
You'd know who was sick at the time, who wasn't.
Well, you didn't think so good.
What?
WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO US GRIMMY
- Mm-hm. - It's rare...
- Hi. How did your day go? - Oh, not too bad.
[GROANS]
DEMONIC VOICE: Do it! REGAN: Please, don't!
And tomorrow night, I'll take you to a movie. Okay?
- This is Dr. Taney. - How do you do?
No, I'm just exhausted from work.
Mrs. K, though, you know, she gets tired, never likes to go.
Shut your face, Satan!
who's filling in for larsson brown? sherralee de coursey.
No. My hunch....
Hey, we never finished seeing all the sights in Washington.
Good. Now, Regan, you're gonna feel something a little bit cold and wet.
I love you I love you too
Priests are pretty tight-mouthed, then, huh?
KARRAS: A sick priest, is that it?
That's my home sweet home
You'd like that?
yes claire cdlonk? what do you want? i want to do some lycancing in leeming.
- You could do it yourself. - No. I'd need Church approval...
Uncle Andy
who's filling in for sherralee de coursey? alex lawson.
... plus the various other things we mentioned...
- Mm. - What are we gonna do on your birthday?
Jinglebell, jinglebell, jinglebell rock....
the racist exocist be like Stick your cock up her ass, you mother-fucking worthless NIGGER
Good Morning Michael
- She's convinced that she's-- - There is only one.
- Maybe the circuit is busy. - Oh, circuits, my ass!
- On what? - The priest.
Your mother sucks cocks in hell, NRA. You faithless Russian slime.
who's filling in for lucy lawless? louis de richet.
No, operator, I've given you the number four times.
- Shut up! - She'll never forgive you!
You really don't want me to play, huh?
I could see her as a psychiatrist, but I--
- Want a drink? - Please.
Have you ever heard of exorcism?
I could see about a transfer, Damien.
Maybe plumbing.
We're pretty comfortable up there compared to the Gemini and Mercury programs.
[IN DEMONIC VOICE] Stick your cock up her ass...
Merrin!
Oh, not a psychiatrist. She needs a priest.
Father Karras?
Please, go away.
... then you must know my mother's maiden name.
Lindsey Graham sucks cocks in hell
Hyperactivity.
No, you don't. I do it all the time.
It's Dimmy, Mama.
ALL RIGHT, LET"S SEE WHAT THE TRO.........( shrieks )
And, uh, how do you go about getting an exorcism?
Give it! Give it to me! Aah!
- I should have known better. Sorry. - I guess you should have.
Now, kindly undo these straps.
... and I'd know it wasn't Regan.
who's filling in for ariana grande? nadia amelia.
Hello?
It is he who commands you!
Well, you like him.
You were expecting a package that day, some delivery?
- Good night, Tom. TOM: Good night.
- Regan, honey, it's to help you. - I don't want it!
The blood of the martyrs commands you.
You're the best we've got.
... all of you, and drink from it.
CHRIS: Hiding? BURKE: Fucking.
I'm Father Karras.
KARL: There's nothing.