Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Vecna breathing heavily]

♪ You know I still love you ♪

-What's going on? -[soldier] It's Sullivan.

I can survive again.

Three! Two! One!

There are some kids there that just need looking after, okay?

What are you doing?

I only ask because he's…

[Hopper grunting]

[unsettling music playing]

["Fire and Rain" by James Taylor playing]

Stop her. And the rest of them

He'll kill you.

[disoriented grunting]

And we do not know where he's been these lost years.

[breathing heavily]

[music stops abruptly]

-[monitor beeping] -[panting]

[collar clinks]

but, uh… it'll do.

It's dangerous!

-[Eleven breathes shakily] -Okay. Okay.

You're the hero of Hawkins.

Oh Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ.

I knew… I knew that was him.

You two getting along?

See? Not so scary.

Victor-Two-Sierra, this is Charlie-Lima-Golf.

They're planning to kill him.

You're sure you wanna do this?

No! You son of a bitch!

-What happened? -Gotta go.

you will need to do more than walk.

-[Steve] Whoa, no, no, no. What? -Nope.

but now I'm wanted for murder,

You and I are going to complete our work together.

-Shit! -Shit! I can't! I can't hold it!

[unsettling music playing]

[discomforting slithering]

[breathing shakily]

He's a number like Eleven,

[planks clatter]

But once they're gone,

And neither are you.

[shrill trilling continues]

Hey, Sinclairs.

you said you believed he was always alive in the darkness.

I'll bet you he's back in that attic, physical body defenseless.

[gentle, emotional music continues]

with Dr. Owens.

[Murray] Uh, I hate to interrupt,

No, Mike, we need to get to Hawkins tonight.

but, as far as we know,

-Here you go, son. -Thank you.

[guard in Russian] Lower your weapons.

[insidious hissing]

[threatening music playing]