Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And then... [gasps] Wirt!
See, that old sun's going right down into this old cup.
No!
Yeah, I'm keeping this. I have to get Greg home.
WIRT: Here, Woodsman.
[whistling] [Horse whinnies]
- Huh? Never mind that, Gregory.
He will burn nicely in the lantern.
[Coughing]
[Grunting] [Grunts]
You've been grinding up lost souls for years.
No. [spits] I was just eating leaves.