Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This ain't a scary place, Ellie.

The person you put up there ain't the person that comes back.

I may have murdered your son, Louis.

Ruby gloom Die meisten von uns haben die ja nicht so viel Spaß und wir sind gerade auf der Couch ich bin gerade auf der Couch shit die Frage ich habe

No better, no worse

Won't be much longer now.

It's misspelled, but that's what it says.

Get him, Louis! Get the baby!

And... and kiss him good night for me.

Guess I'll never be lucky. Hell, I ain't married to anyone.

It says, Pet sematary, honey.

CHUCK AND SILVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Just imagination.

Go on. Lie down.

They get older as you go towards the middle. Harder to read.

- Going to get his... - Nuts cut. Yes.

FUCK OFF HAIRBALL

I just want to wake up. That's all.

Gage, what have you done?

Daddy, do you think Missy Dandridge went to heaven?

sometimes... ded is bettah

CHRIST ON HIS THRONE NO

You guys better get going, or you're gonna miss the boat.

About Daddy and Gage...

- Missy. - Ma'am.

I hope you rot in hell!

...that place might have made Gage die

- And a red balloon... - This is the yellow one.

What is this place?

Wish I had a doctor around with my stomach pain so bad.

- God! - His head.

It's a place of rest and speaking.

It's your son's funeral. Get a hold of yourself, please.

I haven't seen the damn cat around, you know?

now, it's a one in 1,000 shot, but it does happen,

- There's so much blood! - What the hell's going on?

It was four or five days after Timmy's funeral...

I thought, Oh my God, she's choking.

He was a local boy.

The soil of a man's heart is stonier, Louis.

Well, Ellie will suffer. She'll suffer plenty.