Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Let me just go fetch my tombstone.

Ugh, what could you possibly offer me in return?

-Whoa, whoa. Hey, who said you could-- -[gunshot fires]

You're not as young as you used to be.

I can be whoever she needs me to be.

But none of this is real.

Norma, you're awake! I-I-I mean, double awake.

Sign up today using the number on your screen,

or stopped an army of zombie mascots,

But in my heart, I am alone.

like, 30 years ago.

I chose it as my hiding place, just like you.

Not that thing from the museum.

Well, look at you, Alligator Anderson.

wandering these halls from witching hour to dawn,

-Whoa! -[both scream]

I feel myself fading away again.

[distorted] You be saying something, Justifer Jones?

[in Western accent] I ain't got nothing to say to the likes of you, Doris.

Come on, Norma, you know you're on TV? Since when?

We don't need you right now.

Fine! It's your funeral!

[chuckles] She never really got the hang of that accent, did she?