Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[emotional music playing]

The family gossip claims

[boy] Uh… Clown!

And tell James I enjoyed our chat.

You do realize it's afternoon?

My father saw his exhibition in Paris two summers ago.

[frantic string music playing]

[foreboding music playing]

You would do that?

the corruption.

Burned at the stake.

[excited chatter]

It's the world that's mad, Will.

[light chuckling]

[distant door creaks, shuts]

I've sat for many a portrait in my…

Dickie, Dickie, it causes madness, and I…

will be put on display at Arkham Gallery

I know Pickman. I know his work.

Don't you dare.

I truly doubt that Dickie wants to hear these childish stories.

[voices chanting] Ng'ngah.

This work's a little stronger than what you've seen.

That's what breeds fear.

if you'll find an empty space.

-[Thurber] Gabriel! -[Joe] …of fear!

[breathes heavily]

A whim, a folly.

-Everything okay? -Of course. Why?

Please, Will, you've come all this way.

[chatter continues]

And from what I hear, he's a wet fish.

[Rebecca] The man said you know him.

And also to offer to pull out of the exhibition,

I'd say you fellas could use a little of the new kid's imagination.

shield us from finding the truths of this world.

I know where fear lives.

Where does one find these, uh,

You were embarrassed?

-I… -Beneath us, in the earth, my kin…

[foreboding music builds]

but I've asked for him to bring along a few paintings.

[creature growls]