Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And you, you don't...

is that the Ship of Theseus?

WANDA: Okay, hop in.

(AGNES CHANTING IN LATIN)

You are a witch.

For all the pain I caused.

and now one can't exist without the other.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

We're done here.

This is my man-cave.

(YELPS AND GROANS)

(BROKEN TV CHATTER)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

No one taught me magic!

She has no coven, no need for incantation".

and I was hoping you could get here inside the hour?

You... You have...

I have a daughter. She's eight.

- (LAUGHTER) - HERB: Guy's really funny.

- (YELLS) - (MONICA GRUNTS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(WHIRRING STOPS)

- (VAN HORN HONKS) - "Don't shoot.

- (GRUNTING) - (AGNES GASPS)

(STRUMMING DRAMATIC TUNE)

(LAUGHS MANIACALLY)

can all live together in peace.

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

and evidence of tampering, no doubt.

Should we head home?

Really, anything. If you could just let her out of her room.

is that you did this on purpose.

- (PHONE VIBRATES) - HAYWARD: Still under control?

- TOMMY: Hi! Hi! - Boys, boys, boys, boys!