Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Seven... feet. [gasps]

Yeah, but we have a problem.

- [buzzer sounds] - [alarm blaring]

[Hopper murmurs]

[sirens wailing]

[screaming continues]

We should probably go.

- [eerie cackling laughter] - To find out,

[Joyce exhales]

Okay, well, how about 7:00, then?

♪ Just for one day ♪

[engine sputtering]

♪ Rhymes that keep their secrets will ♪

I love you, too.

It is a good plan.

I'll be out in a minute.

[sighs] Good luck.

- Did you leave the lights on? - No.

at the cabin, you were talking to Max?

- Shit. - Wait, Robin!

[screaming continues]

Suzie, do you copy?

This is Suzie. I copy.

He needs assistance.

- [yanks resume aggressively] - [Robin scoffs]

So then join in, Dusty-bun. [blows air kiss]

[metal squealing]

- [Dustin continues indistinctly] - [creature roaring]

- Give me the code. - Okay.

All a vast conspiracy?

Until then, silence.

[revving continues]

[tentacle screeches]

[rumbling footstep]

[static hissing]

Fast Times. Fast Times. Ever heard of it?

Say goodbye to sunlight.

- [Max yelps] - [Eleven's screaming continues]

- Not right now. - Yes, now, Dusty-bun.

You put your mom down as a reference?

did I get the job or what?

you were happy.

Yeah, sure you did.

And then we just follow the map to the observation room, turn the key...

She was pretty.

Jim. Where's Jim?

Billy, Billy, get up, please. Billy, get up, please, please.

Children! Children!

[buzzer sounds]

That will lead you to the base of the weapon.

[Steve grunts] Come on. Come on.

[intense synth music playing]

[snarling and growling]