Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

- Baron? - Baron? - BARON: I am here.

Okay. And you go get me a glass of water, no ice.

The actual Sire?

But it's not going so great.

I would simply blame another nation

I've just got to find this stupid magic flute for Laszlo.

If the vampire that turns you dies, then you die.

he's going to rip each of your throats out.

- Okay! Come on! This way! - BARON: Oh, we must hurry.

Speaking of ringing bells, listen to this.

- Oh, okay. That was you, then. - LASZLO: Right.

Like ghosts or large penises.

Sorry, there's not chalkboard in here, so I had to use my mouth.

- BARON: Yes? - LASZLO: It's over there.

Let's not kill. We're not gonna kill it.

-[screams] - LASZLO: My sword.

That does ring a bell, that rock.

Is this thing on?

- GUILLERMO: No, Master. - LASZLO: Yes. -[dog barking]

Nadja, why don't you go with her, tag along?

And, Laszlo, why don't you change your shoes,

DOLL NADJA: What she said.

- BARON: Mm-hmm. -...whatever you do, just do it quietly.

NADJA: Nandor, wait.

- to come back from the dead. - BARON: I see.

- LASZLO: Luck. - Good luck. -[Sire growls]

But now is not the time for jokes. [clears throat]

WOMAN 2: I just can't make sense of it.

BARON: Yes, that infernal squirrel.

I have two go-to sources.

You did not swallow a bloody harmonica.

NADJA: So, yeah,

like a hairy crab leg. [chuckles]

It drives him to madness.

-[gargoyles groaning] - Oh, yeah.

- What a pair of messy bitches. - Yeah.

NADJA: Are they meeting us here, or...?

- Well, you go ahead and we'll wait here. - No!