Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I thought he was crazy, out of his mind. He's hangin' on to a Halloween mask. He wouldn't let it go.
He runs Silver Shamrock, the Halloween mask people.
Did you load this one?
Dr. Rusfield, call admitting.
Did my father say anything to you the night he died?
Don't trouble yourself, sir.
And great big thank you for pickin' it up. You all right?
Hey, just a second. You are ...
Where is she? Where is she?!
Why, Cochran? Why?
Get it cooking. - Got anything?
Good point.
What the hell were they talking about? - Something crazy going on here. - You wanna leave?
Daddy's here!
When you feel better, I'll have some questions.
* Happy, happy Halloween, Halloween, Halloween * * Happy, happy Halloween, Silver Shamrock. *
All witches, all skeletons, all jack-o'- lanterns ...
I think I should have married you, Agnes.
Shower's good. Put in new pipes last year.
Even a...
We'd love to.
It's not so different now.
Largest in the world.
He just wants my opinion about some television commercials or something.
I'm sorry about your father.
The festival of Samhain.
Not even a peek for your best salesman? Oh, just one little look.
It weighs more than fiive tons, making its disappearance a mystery indeed.
Oh, sorry.
She's been flown to a hospital in San Francisco.
What's going on?
Cochran. - It's just that work ...
I think this whole thing ...
Would it be all right if my friends come along?
* Happy, happy Halloween, Halloween, Halloween * * Happy, happy Halloween, Silver Shamrock. *
You thought no further than the strange custom of having your children wear masks and go out begging for candy.
is a big joke.
Light packers, aren't ya?
Hallo.
I gave up ordering by mail.
to represent the 19-year cycle of the moon
South corridor.
Don't you dare go in the street!
He had to be one strong businessman. I can tell you that.
I saw Cochran. His car, anyway.
these people lost an order.
Do you know he's one of the richest men in the country?
Is this my father?
pose as a couple of buyers and maybe rent a couple of rooms in that motel.
Hey, Cochran ..., fuck you.
It's time again.
Would you care to make another order, madam? - No. Let's go.
Time for the big giveaway. - This is just the same old stuff.
I think it's the next exit. - Wait a minute.
Ellie, you all right?
He's watching you, friend. I guarantee you that.
I swear to God that's all there was to it.
Tomorrow afternoon? Okay, great. Thanks, Roger.
He invented sticky toilet paper.
Dr. Challis, I should say.
The man has always paid attention to detail.
volatile chemicals, very dangerous. I wouldn't want to put anybody in any danger. - Oh sure, I understand.
Do I need a reason?
My friends ...
I think I should have married you, Agnes.
Bye.
Hey, Mr. Cochran, just what is the final process?
Hey, you gonna be all right?
Excuse me.
From an ancient sacrificial circle.
Betty.
Keep him happy just for a minute.
Then we go about ten miles and turn right on 33.
Would you care to make another order, madam? - No. Let's go.
Halloween has come.
the little guy has to stand in line. You know, what I mean?
clothes could probably hold out for at least one more day.
Damn factory!
I don't know.
It was the start of the year in our old Celtic lands and we'd be waiting ...
I saw something that night.
My name's Marge Guttman.
* One more days to Halloween ... * - Yes ... information.
Why, Mr. Cochran, of course.
Please excuse the interruption. We're having technical problems.
It might be my turn next time.
Mr. Kupfer was right, you know.
* Two more days to Halloween, Halloween, Halloween * - Oh Come on, come on. Come on.
Do you still have that... You do? - Uh-huh.
Well, say it's a bomb. Say whatever you want. Say whatever you like. Just get if off the air.
Good. And I hope the little ones will be watching.
Hey, Cochran ..., fuck you.
Devastating.
Largest in the world.
No, no. The ones that I gave them? You want me to what?