Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Something must've changed when we went to sleep.
[gasps]
in case I ever got croaked for reals.
Dude, I can't wait to get this batch of pickles to Jake.
Finn, when I die, my individual earth consciousness is gonna go
Smells like a blend of cashmere...
dream!
I'm actually talking to you from the past.
[screams]
Well...
BOTH: ♪ Fallen ally, fallen ally, single tear we cry ♪
Oh, shoot.
I guess I'm headed towards that door.
Okay, but, Finn, I'm not sure what'll happen
Quick! To bed!
[grunting]
Jake, I'm sorry, man.
Huh? What?
That means one of your alternate-reality incarnations
of an unforgiving new paradigm of ultimate reality.
Heroes risk everything for their friends, although,