Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I trust you'll find it worth your while.
It's… It's over.
Do thank your wife for dinner.
It's okay. It's okay. I'm g… I'm gonna…
[men continue chanting]
[clattering]
That I was… I was drunk or… or delirious,
[clattering]
Well, on that note, why don't we call it a night?
Where what lives, sweetheart?
Our tale tonight is "Pickman's Model,"
Time to see what awaits us all…
-Dickie, I'm… -[creaking]
The darkness, the ugliness,
I…
a warning,
-Let me show you. -Stop it, stop it, stop it.
The fear.
Hey, you all right? Why don't you go see Gabriel?
I suppose we can play along.
[dramatic music builds]
[music becomes unnerving]
Don't worry.
[breathes shakily]
And you wouldn't wanna end up with one hill bigger than the other.
'Cause your imagination is…
Apologies.
The hill's infested with them.
[uneasy music playing]
[chanting]
Uh, Mr. Minot came in last night,
It's why Thurber here keeps taking your money at cards.
You stay away from my family.
[woman laughing]
I think they deserve that.
We liked to hold séances.
[enthusiastically] Up here, Papa!
This kind of opportunity can be the making of a young artist,
Sometimes, when I'd wake in the night…
[boy] He doesn't have a name.
-Will? -[music halts]
-[woman] So lovely to see you! -[birds sing]
[bell tolls]
Do you hear them, Will?
[Thurber] Mm-hmm.
[water runs]
Knowing what lurks in the darkness.
I, uh…
-[dramatic sting] -[woman screams]