Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Stake out that ridge over there. Will you?
[birds singing]
[eerie music playing]
[knocking on door]
That's the best they could do?
What's your secret?
[vehicle approaching]
You know, it's a curious problem.
[Carl] You are in your new home, but you won't be occupying it for long.
[Carl] The tape ran out a while ago,
[voice 2 on TV] Sorry, not enough for you!
Dodge?
He was last seen at a bar called Trucker's Tavern
And a Hamm's to back it up.
♪ Catch a falling star And put it in your pocket ♪
along with the right coronary artery.
[voice reverberates] Be sloppy.
[Carl grunts]
[Nate] My deputies and I,
-[Nate] Mm-hmm. -Hmm.
[eerie chittering]
Was the sphere…
The lights don't work.
Listen, Carl.
[guttural growling]
Good runs this time of year.
-[distant explosion] -[growling]
That should be cold enough.
[disconcerting music playing]
And we're friends, aren't we?
-[Nate] What's Waddleton gonna do? -Uh-huh.
Cursed?
to bury their men with.
I asked him to toss it in the bin, but he gave me such a look.
♪ Catch a falling star And put it in your pocket ♪
There is blood-tinged mucus,
[thunder rumbles, claps]
Have to be careful of the pectoral muscles or I'll lose the use of these arms.
[Nate] Which way?
[Carl shudders]
I'll also examine him internally to establish a baseline.
No one wanted to touch him.
You've made your peace with this thing, then?
[Nate] I told my deputies to give you a head start
[unsettling music playing]
[guttural groaning]
Whatever left that will be back for it.
Somewhere quiet. We don't want these yokels hearing, do we?
A week later, he shows up in Bailey