Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Helmet or no, you have no power here.
[Squatterbloat growls]
Hmm…
Any idea where we are?
knowing that people are selfish
Space-floating, life-nurturing.
We have to spend the night in this literally godforsaken--
Lucifer Morningstar.
-[keys jangle] -[lock clicks]
Choronzon, give him his helm.
Greetings, Dream Lord.
[woman] Kai'ckul?
[Squatterbloat] There's one at the door.
[demons cheering]
that are morally… ambiguous.
Do I have to tell him?
It has been 10,000 years, Nada.
Take it.
Yeah. That's right.
It's my fault entirely.
I've no idea where I am, actually.
[Matthew] Does that mean it doesn't exist if you don't believe in it?
After all…
[theme music playing]
I knew you would come.
Kai'ckul, I will not give up hope.
The truth. No lies.
Do you want to know what it is?
It's the only reason I allowed you to come.
[Squatterbloat growls softly]
[John] I… I was saying,
weak, defenseless.
The Morningstar is letting me know that Hell has prepared for my visit.
what power would Hell have if those here imprisoned
-Oh, we'll be fine. You take your time. -[Susie panting]