Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[melancholy music continues]
-[bullies chanting] Wolf out! -[howls]
[solemn music playing]
Whatever I can do to help.
I never knew if they were real or not.
[Thornhill] The orchid produces a pheromone that mimics a female insect,
♪ Ruiseñores, tenores que cantan… ♪
♪ Been waiting all my life For someone like you ♪
All right, I won't be long.
I think it's time we put our differences aside and work together.
Welcome to the Rave'N.
[chuckles drily]
[low, ominous music playing]
["Goo Goo Muck" by The Cramps playing]
We should probably take it slow. Right?
Our science teacher Ms. Thornhill chaired the dance committee this year.
No movement at the cave.
Deal?
♪ …flamantes riachuelos ♪
No sign of the target.
[Eugene] That circle…
and she's BS-ing that there's lights on at the old Gates place.
Like putting piranhas in a swimming pool?
It's not like I like Xavier.
-Not when it comes to this. -Maybe it's your guilty conscience.
before I issued my report on the latest victim.
Xavier didn't get those scratches from fencing.
Do tell.
Please don't go, Eugene.
I'll be right back.
Nothing I can't handle.
I thought you liked me.
-We should go together! -What?
[pop music playing faintly]
Do you remember my 13th birthday, when Uncle Fester gave me that cadaver?
[Thornhill] While most plants reward their pollinators with sweet nectar,
Yo, check it out.
Potential suspect has arrived at location.
You are different!
Yes, Wednesday, I would love to go to the dance with you.