Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- This is all her father's fault.
Now, the Antichrist has arrived.
CHRISSY AS SPINNER: Whoo, I'm about to possess
- Oh, it's soul mitosis.
as acceptance of me sleeping with his wife,
STUDENTS: Fight! Fight! Fight!
[laughter] BEAST: Roasted.
[laughs evilly]
Or--or a recycling club?
MAILMAN: Pee pee poo poo. - Now, this is content.
but I loved it.
and the gates of Tartarus!
Okay, you ready? - I think so.
- Where am I? BOTH: How did I get here?
- Satan, ha ha.
into too many host bodies.
CHRISSY AS MAILMAN: When I yell fart, you yell face!
- That sick bastard.
- Hey, Laur, this guy's got beef with Satan too.
- I just wanted to make the mailman fart!
BEAST: Oh, it would have been yum yum.
- That's it, baby, come on.
♪♪ ♪♪
- We need answers, Mayor. - Do something.
- Suck my ass, you ungrateful turds!
[mouthing words] ALL: Pee pee poo poo!
- Ooh, just like at my sister's home birth.
♪♪ Just a phone call has got me running ♪♪
- This is all part of growing up.
- And I love you, Mommy.
[splat]
[laughs evilly]
CROWD: [booing] - Oh.
[glass shatters] ALL: Ooh.
Very clever, Chère-Mere.
- I'll rip out your heart and make you eat it.
PERSON 1: Hey, let's beat him up.
ALL: Mom, you were right.
I would never do that.
[dramatic music]
It's gotta be a drug front.
I've done that plenty of times.
- Hey, come on, you're not that bad.
None of you deserved my help.
I get now what you sacrificed.
Thought it was gonna be balloons.
So once the demon is in the lizard--
- She's in cahoots with the spirits controlling us.
He's turning my daughter into an evil cliché.
[carrot crunches]