Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...to have the Fox duel Baron Tempos himself...

You were saying.

Right in front of you.

...like it's not meant to be.

- Oh, do you mind? - Honey...

- It's the pants, isn't it? They're too tight. - No, no.

Well, that's how I first found out about it.

...who discovered a way to identify the energies emitted by souls.

- Let him down. - You forget what happened...

But if that fails...

But it is kind of bizarre that Tempus of all people is behind the curse.

Any final words, Lone Rider?

But the added bonus...

Really, sorcerer, you must stop talking to rodents.

...which means evil wins and we're screwed.

It would be nice to know if this is all going to work out.

And it's gonna go blow up in 10 minutes unless I marry him...

All right, all right, you heard the Fox.

I don't wanna die.

Don't you mean our honeymoon, Jimmy?

All right, Tempus, it's over.

Something wrong?

Oh, quite good, quite good.

...just to get to this moment.

...at the mercy of Baron Tempos.

I mean, it is who we are and always will be.

...we unwittingly allowed evil to defeat good...

Where is Sir Charles?

Some things never change.

I'm supposed to be out searching for the Fox.

I wonder if you got my parents?

Since when did telegraph lines run to outhouses?

But if you had your heart set on Hawaii...

Maybe it's up to us...

Hello, husband.

Destiny has blessed you both with each other, no small gift indeed.

The power of your love is what brings your souls together time after time.

- Tempus? - Tempus?

...that's precisely what I mean.

...to be your lawfully wedded wife...

Quite right. Time is of the essence. And I think I have an idea.

- Pull. - No, no.

It feels like a dream.

- No. - That's too bad.

Plus, he is supposed to be in prison.

- He did that. - Well, temporarily perhaps.

Which is why I've come, rather urgently, I'm afraid.