Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I think you're getting soft in your advanced age. She didn't look that tough to me.
Six months ago.
- You guys doin' a spell? - Dawn, hey.
You know what? Let's not have this exchange of images now.
I'm not sick!
It's just like mine.
- Look at me. - Can't stop!
I'll make the first one last. Long time.
The Key.
We need to find out everything we can about the Key.
Don't know. That's one of the kinks.
That was an incredibly dangerous spell for an adept at your level.
It's here. It's here.
Nice catch. Is that the best you crap-gnats can muster?
What's up with you? Did you get into the sugar again?
She's not just a blob of energy. She's also a 14-year-old hormone bomb.
Magic shop, eh?
Second-sight blokes, mostly.
I have to get you back home, though. Mom's freaking out.
No. My mom's just fine.
- There's more than one? - There are thousands. All different.
- You don't remember? - Remember what?
Well, no, not really. I guess it depends on your point of view.
Oh, my God. Weird. And chocolates? Lame.
- Those used to scare me. - Me too.
The Key is the link. The link must be severed. Such is the will of God.
You are very, very wise. Now gimme, gimme, gimme.
- Prezzies! - See? Just what you needed.
Just how I remember it. So, what's the homework sitch?
I'm thinking that maybe you...
- Shouldn't a god be able to do that? - Usually, yes.
What am I?
Don't tell me what to do.
Just how I remember it. So, what's the homework sitch?
You stay, she'll find you. She finds you, she'll hurt you.
What do you say we find a nice place off the beaten
Dawn, was your mom brought back in? Is that why you're here?
And those little legs? They wouldn't be much good without one of those.
Shall we test your faith now?
Is that supposed to scare me?
The Key is the link. The link must be severed. Such is the will of God.
- Bet you can't push me all the way around! - Oh, yes, I can!
our itsy-bitsy little secret.
Really brought out the blue in my eyes.
I tell you, there have been a lot of nights I wish she didn't exist either.
Why didn't you tell me?
How's my sweet fancy Dawn doin'?
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank...
"Presumably by... Glory."
Mom wants to make with the merry tomorrow night, but with everything that's going on...
I can feel it. You've gotta get out. No...
Right. A young, delicate pain in my butt.
"Outside reality." What's that mean?
Cake?
He is not my boyfriend.
Know what?
I'm thinking that maybe you...
You didn't think you could keep the truth from her for ever?
No.
I was just too cheap to buy you a real present.
- Perhaps we should make it harder. - You always think harder is better.
- About the weird girl that came to the house? - Glory. And no, it's not.
Dawn? What are you doing in there? Party getting slow?
So where should we look? Do we know where it used to be kept? Who saw it last?
Can't stop.
I think you sorta have a "Get Out of Jail Free" card on account of big love and trauma.
an energy matrix vibrating at a dimensional frequency beyond human perception."
Now, what I'm trying to noodle,
We thought it would be better if we waited until you were older.
I worry because my sister is cutting herself!
What is it with you religious types?