Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Uh-huh. Can we define a different one? This one's gross.
Apologies for the disguise.
[Harley] Oh, I remember this!
[exclaims angrily] No one listens to me!
Now who's the mind molesters? You!
While I find the switch, you follow hooker rules.
Take your chance. Step right up.
[Clayface] Ooh, Nightmare on Elm Street rules.
Wrong. It's not my origin story.
Come on. Stop fucking around and follow me.
[Little Harleys shrieking]
Harley, stop this nonsense. I--
Ugh, are you shitting me?
-And, King Shark, let's all remember the time-- -I'm in!
and heated you up in an abandoned pizza oven.
Can we see some other options?
[shrieks]
Nonsense! What are you-- What are you doing?
which I think is this button
Nah. I have normal kids and normal grandkids.
Do you have any insights on what we should do here?
Yeah, because it was easier
Yeah, this isn't creepy.
My real origin story didn't happen here.
[bubbling]
Do you ever regret not having spy kids together?
[sighs] Ah, okay. Next!
You looked cold.
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It happened in your lair.
I mean, hey, I love it, but am I really going for a "mole lady" vibe?
So, stop yapping and do something! So, stop yapping and do something!
No, it's not like that at all.
You guys totally should have left.
They're probably heating up the furnace right now.
[Little Harleys screaming]
We're afraid you're gonna mind molest her!"
Sure thing, baby.
And I'm not paying to re-carpet this place.
It's pretty good scene work for a six-year-old.
Ugh, fine, Dr. Psycho!