Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Tom] Knock, knock. Who's there?
I didn't recognize you in this form.
-I'm only seeing myself. -[Wendy] Oh, um…
He really showed up, huh?
-Yeah, I know how to use a phone. -Beg your pardon.
If it's not safe, I'm not letting you go anywhere. Not without me.
-Hen. -It fits.
I had in my mind the inspiration of, "Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus."
It's horsepeople, you dick!
♪ In the sycamore tree… ♪ -No.
so I'm gonna take this picture.
-[Death] Uh… -[groans]
You want those other demons to respect you.
I figured when Satan is FaceTiming your fella and threatening to kill him,
-Oh my God. -Oh--
You're a filthy sewer mouth. I don't accept your apology.
-Smack! -Ah!
-Right. Imminent death. Okay, let's go. -Yeah.
Why aren't you ushering in the apocalypse? I mean, you're here, aren't you?
You belong in the great battle in Heaven, garnering the ultimate glory.
Even though you already knew that.
Which one do we take?
Yeah, I, um… I asked them.
No, thank you.
You're not great.
Will you help him?
-Okay, that can't be good. -No.
I just have a few fires I need to put out. Maybe start a few too.
I think my smile's turning weird. I'm holding it too long.