Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know, I was getting pretty bored waiting over there in that line.

(# "Pavlov's Bell" by Aimee Mann)

Where are you getting this? You know I can't.

And it's just about to get fun.

I can't cry this soul out of me.

I was here the whole time, talking and singing.

Maybe to confuse us, to mess us up.

It didn't occur to me to look, but thanks for the tip.

And yours? Did you... bag any baddies?

It's me. He's leaving.

Whatever this thing is from beneath us,

You'll live in there. It looks like a closet, but it's a room now.

And it's so big, ugly and damned, it makes you and me look like little bitty puzzle pieces.

But that's what she said.

I have to be there to stop it.

How could you use a poor maiden so?

I caught the first act. I missed the curtain call. Did you kill her? Did you turn her?

Spike, listen to me. You don't wanna do this.

No, you're lying.

Know what I mean?

Something's coming. I don't know what exactly, but something's brewing.

I mean, it's... Why else would I be here?

As daft a notion as "soulful Spike the killer" is,