Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ah! Oh!
God! No! No!
It's not your concern. My point is that I’m unable
a warlock,
You will be the business.
[menacing chords play]
[creature screeches]
[grunts]
He's important.
Mine!
-[grunts and groans] -[music builds to climax, fades]
[creakily] Mine.
[Masson] Well?
Found in a bath.
Then he'll start asking questions, and do you know how soon it'll be
in the dampness and cold of a miserable night, I reach my prize
[reads Latin]
and I have every intention of repaying it.
Only one thing can convince me to let you examine those cadavers.
Well, is he?
Nothing this week. Nothing of consequence.
[disembodied distant chanting]
[ceiling creaks]
All of his medals will be affixed to his breast, and…
Ooh.
The bag, if you will.
It's priceless. Once interred, it is lost to you forever.
Let's take a look at you.
Holy Jesus!
[growls]
Yeah, keep going.
Oh, God!
Oh, Masson, Masson! You lucky bastard.
-That's it? -What do you mean?
[rat creature roars]
[screeching]
[creature roars]
[Masson] "Long is the way and hard,
[whimpers]