Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[speaking Latin, voice echoes]
for a very specific job. - A job?
Maybe rehabilitation is possible.
Siblings, we march.
Getting some real "Wild, Wild Country" vibes here.
But I know one thing, those Feinbergs
conceived at a mud pit key party.
Then I said, break a leg? Which one?
dear sister. - Then why?
CHEW: Oh, ho, ho! Way to go, Chrissy!
VANESSA: You're gonna want to hang on here.
CHEW: He done rip my mama in two
[chuckles] By the way, thanks for being cool and putting
Oh, uh, right, right, of course.
She's my friend. I have to set this right.
Ooh, Criss Angel, wrap me up in your dirty hair.
YORKE: ♪ Oh... ♪ DIA: Yorke's singing!
No, I was just trying to save us.
YORKE: Oh, I love that pun!
Chrissy, we've been trying to capture a Furry for decades
- He jumped in front of me. - I'll rip her apart.
- [laughter] - VANESSA: Double!
- Millipede! - What did you do, Milly?
I ever tell you you're incredibly self-examined
Non-lethal force only. Let's go.
Not in the way you mean,
does anyone else think that summoning
I was born ready, big sis!
Ugh!
♪ I found myself beyond the path ♪
So do it. I'm done being the Antichrist.
capable of Maximus Dawnus.
DIA: We passively battled them for decades, kept them at bay.
but never had enough power to keep one chained,
[screams]
Closer to the top than ever before.
are your siblings.
to feed my kidneys to a Leviathan, yeah?
Remember that? - Stop making fun of me,