Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

My assigned psychologist, Tamara, she was relentless.

[breathes heavily]

It's going to be fine. It's just a few weeks, my darling.

If she's all right, that's all.

Until there was no room left inside of him for anything else.

Is that all of it?

if… he can't tell me his name?

finally climbs back to the land of the living…

When's Daddy coming home from Scotland, Mummy?

You don't have a brother anymore.

Have a good weekend.

I've made them since I was your age, really.

I'll be there to console her.

[in normal voice] You should probably wake up now.

Uh, I had a friend when I was your age, too.

[ominous music playing]

Bloody hard to grow in England.

that dark, powdery death is all over his face,

I'd never have left if I'd thought she'd be this early.

Why is my age all wrong?

[Charlotte] That's right.

Hell was having to call Bly,

No, Flora! Flora!

[ominous music playing]

Miss Clayton called, again.

But I'm just a kid.

His face isn't finished.

[Charlotte] Yes.

We leave more life behind us to take our place.

I truly don't know.

I know what you're thinking, but you shouldn't worry.

I hated it. Didn't think it would do anything.

How can you have two helpings?

It's a moonflower.

First time some asshole breaks her heart…

But… how can he be my friend

So, she does what kids do.

That's what people feel like to me.

What are you talking about?

And yourself, Henry…

And I was so surprised.

[music fades to silence]