Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The streets of farhampton, long island

Can I borrow some sweatpants?

Meet me at the corner of 53rd and 8th.

Narrator: There was an explanation.

First, I'm an eriksen.

Not in a marriage, no.

(grunting) (grate clatters)

(laughing maniacally) one wintry night in room 13

(quietly): Where's lily?

That the answer had been there all along.

As I found out later, but I won't go into it.

Um, can you come bail me out of jail?

Oh, I already took care of that.

Good thing I packed my unitard.

By bursting into his room with a chain saw and a hockey mask!

Actually survived a night in room 13.

Hey, buddy. What's up?

Ooh, there, see?

Throw your phone on the ground and smash it with your foot.

Hey, baby, it's me.

A bolshoi ballet prima ballerina

So... Bad luck there.

Ghosts interfere with electronic devices.

Now come on. Let's hit the bar. I'm buying.

You know, marshall, I don't believe in ghosts,

I just have to figure out

That might be a problem. Why?

Easy. The lock on her door is busted, so...

Easy. The lock on her door is busted...

There's... Are.

(whispers): Barney, what are you doing in there?

Point is, we're gonna make a great team.

(silenced gunshot) (vase shatters)

Want to tell me what's going on?