Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, Grandpa, is it true that Santa Carla's the murder capital of the world?

-I'm cooking. -Okay.

Look, guys, my brother is not a bloodsucker.

-It's all over. MICHAEL: Nothing's changed.

Remember the food fight Michael and I got into last year?

You know, it was just a kid's imagination, I'm sure, but...

[LOST BOYS LAUGHING]

Part of the bloodsucking Brady Bunch

[CHEERING AND WHOOPING]

MAX: I'm sorry, Lucy.

Don't let her see the bodies.

The sun will go down. They'll be looking for us.

[HIGH-PITCHED SCREECHING]

I'll deal with you later, young man.

Time to join the club.

[LOST BOYS WHOOPING]

That's as close to town as I like to get.

Michael, Max is coming to dinner. I'd like you to meet him.

[HIGH-PITCHED SCREECHING]

[SURF NAZIS SCREAMING]

Honey, get in the car. Get in the car.

You're Watching The Blacklist On NBC You're Watching Magnum P.I. On CBS

You're thinking of the groom not seeing the bride before the wedding.

Oh, wait, wait, wait. That's from my era.

Read the TV Guide you don't need a TV

I was hoping you'd help Laddie and me.

-You have a TV? -No.

Michael, they're coming!

[WAVES CRASHING]

EDGAR: Let's check it out, Sam. ALAN: Come on.

We could talk about anything you want to talk about.

...there's no way you could say no.

That wasn't funny, Mike.

Nobody touches the second shelf but me.

Maggots, Clark.

He promises to behave if you come back.

Mom-- -No, Not Another Word. Mom-- -No, Not Another Word.

Jeremy, it's coming!

-lf there's a girl-- -I'm tired, Mom.

Don’t fight Lucy. It’s so much better if you don’t fight

[LOST BOYS WHISPERING]

A next vampire seducied by a new vampire, listening music of an old vampire

-What's happening to me, Star? -Michael.

DAVID: Michael, Michael.

So now it's ours.

I don't know what got into him. He's not like that.

Michael, Michael, Michael....

Looks like I wasn't the only one who got lucky last night.

I Don't Want To Hear Another Word From You Until I Talk To Michael.

You want some Parmesan cheese on that?

You're eating maggots. How do they taste?

They pulled a mind-scramble on us.

You too, off the boardwalk.

Now you know what we are.

I'm not kidding. They're coming as soon as it gets dark.

Death by stereo.

Drink some of this, Michael.

[INXS & JIMMY BARNES' "LAYING DOWN THE LAW" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

-What time is it? -It's 2:00.

-But I couldn't, Michael. -Why?

Dinner, my house, tomorrow night.

We're dedicated to a higher purpose.

[THE RASCALS' "GROOVIN"' PLAYING ON RADIO]

EDGAR: Sam, stop. Sam, come back. ALAN: No, wait.