Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A-G-G-G-Ghost!
- Oh, God! - Ow. Ow. Oh. Ow. Ow.
Soon it will be the end.
I mean, come on!
Cat!
Hi.
Didn't ebola have a Rin Tin Tin?
- Again? - Mm-hmm.
If you're not a ghost, then prove it right now.
She's losing blood!
So, uh, without further ado, the real Dr. Blake Downs,
retarded boyfriend to the other side.
- See this mark on the ulterior colon? - Mm-hmm.
- What can I do? - Ooh, girl, whatever you want.
What?
Oh, Lola.
Ghost! I want to talk to you!
That's confusing. Sorry.
It's like a bomb went off in that thing. Ugh, it's like a Vietnam movie.
My best friend, Dr. Lola Spratt, is dead.