Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, no, it's okay, I should practice.

So where did the angels take the witches, darling? 'Cause we need to help them.

I said I'm done traveling, yes, but Physicians Without Frontiers called.

[Jerathmiel] Nearby.

Studying in the library was Ms. Walker's choice.

- I'm gonna go talk to Ms. Wardwell. - No. 'Brina, wait. 'Brina!

[moaning and sobbing]

- falling for a..." - A half-breed?

And your bodies are then consumed and purified by the fire of righteousness.

Where are you goin', friend?

I mean, I have half a dozen, at least. Okay?

You know, er... last winter, when we threw that party to celebrate

I'm not really welcome there anymore.

So that when I spontaneously burst into tears or scream,

Confess. Confess. Confess. Confess.

- It's just easier this way. - No.

- What do they want, do you know? - To kill all the witches in Greendale.

[thunder crashing]

not even to give him a chicken as delicious-smelling as that one.

- I'm sure he could explain. - [scoffs]

[in unison] Convene the Trivium Unholy!

"Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night,

govern us in soul and body.

He's like the Incredible Hulk without that chain on.

I'm not a witch, so I... I can get in, right?

I choose death over your False God.

- [sobbing] - You, poor, poor thing.

Go and eat the chicken while I visit him, and then, I don't know...

That'll break his spirit.

And, Miss, I heard the Weird Sisters plotting.

I don't know anything about the witches in Greendale. I don't.

[continues grunting]

Adam. [chuckles] It's so good to be away from that dreary little town.

He took away the one thing I loved.

Sorry, Sabrina. I was a dick before, but believe me, I'm sobering up fast.

What unspeakable thing could have done this?

Whatever, in trouble,