Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But hey, who cares?

- I don't think you know who you're dealing with, Chief.

CHRISSY: Hmm, fancy. [swing music playing]

So if Mama's not running, what's next on the docket?

DEVIL: It's been prophesized

Where the hell am I gonna find a cadaver?

[dramatic chord]

'cause he's the only one who would actually go there.

- So--so moving 14 times in eight years wasn't for work?

of the shadows like that, Irwin.

but nothing is off the table.

it'll let us fold all the realms

at Shayla Rosenblatt's birthday after-party!

[gunshot] HENCHMAN 4: Oh!

- Oh, that is what I didn't want you to say!

Now change your pants, sweetheart.

- Yeah, got it. Cool your jets. - Yeah, fine. We got it.

How do you know what I need?

- No! [thudding]

Don't be a snob. - [gags]

I love you. Night.

- You never know these days, Darlene.

Huh, you're a girl.

[glass shatters]

- It appears the black hole has stopped sucking.

than be in a relationship, Darlene.

[sinister music]

Benny! Bennigan, hey!

but--but don't blame me for the economy, okay?

leaving a cosmic black void over Middletown.

- Okay, but when are you coming back?

- How did Chrissy get back to Earth?

DEVIL: Hipsters call it the Fringe,

'cause she's got her period stain.

PARTY GUEST 1: Oh, God, watch out!

If it doesn't work, I will just look and be dead.

There are these fucking cosmic laws I can't break.

Freaky new girl's blossomed into freaky new woman.

- What the fuck?