Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We could be murdered by demons.

Well, I guess I'd really love to be able to throw lightning bolts,

I know what you're doing.

I'm not sure it's a totally common dream, and I really need to see my Pop.

With Chamuel gone, you're gonna need an angel on your side.

You're okay, Pop. Pop, you're gonna be okay. You're gonna be okay.

Who the hell jacked up your hair?

-Mm. He does. -Yeah.

-Go well. -I love you.

Whenever I'm being recorded, I worry I might say the wrong thing.

-Are you wearing driving gloves? -Yeah, with this much vehicle,

The freaky possibilities of how this could all play out

Clark, can you glow for me now?

He's in the sauna. Really sweatin' it out.

straight up Tom's ass!

It's nice to be forgiven. Feels good.

Everything is resting on you!

Sticky question. I'm enjoying this dialogue. Thank you.

-Chamuel? -Oh my God.

so much height.

-Oh… -Long story short,

You fuckin' prick.

-Yeah, I love the Withers. Rest in peace.

-I feel like-- -How many times--

-Um… we'll politely decline your offer. -Yeah.

God is real and God is good.

Seems a bit formal. Only my father calls me that.

Why are you just wearing a towel?

-What about our interview? -We can do it on the way.

Or people that are just spiritual.

So we'll do the interview with everyone?

You know, I guess the good news about, uh, Chamuel, as well,