Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

wanted to eat you. (laughs)
-And then I can... -(echoing): Laszlo.
I don't know how to play the piano, so I use a Zune.
-Do you need a bandage? -No, it's the fucking hat.
I'm gonna teach this little beef jerky
I'm just, I just asked a question.
She seems to have slipped away in the dead of night,
WOMAN: He believes he is the son of the Zodiac.
You should come at anytime.
We are Nadja and Laszlo, the human music group.
Killer of vampires.
Don't embarrass him.
Seems as though my foot is caught in the grating.
That's very frowned upon amongst the vampire community.
(heavy footsteps approaching)
So another rookie mistake.
Meet thy maker!
Nandor would love to see all of you.
Simon the Fucking Devious!
So I traced that back to another account.
-* Sewer dwelling... * -Oh, God.
I'm not gonna tell you.
Oh, no. You killed a vampire.
* It's not easy *
I don't think so, me old boy.
Okay, I'm gonna speed up.
-In the sewer? -Yes, yes.
why hasn't anyone eaten him?
SIMON: House meeting.
-Touch the sky! -Touch the sky.
-(rapid footsteps) -Whoa, whoa, whoa.
SIMON: I want that hat! I want to feel
You got it, sir.
There might be something, if you're lucky.
-for the comments to come in. -(computer chimes)
-Are you speaking of Carol? -Uh, no, no.
(yells)
NADJA: You kept the hat!
Guillermo?
Yeah, yeah. Oh they hate me.
You're just pushing me in front of you.