Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[staple gun clicking]

[crowbar clanks on floor]

[birds chirping]

I should've let you know one way or another.

- [spritzing continues] - who you surround yourself with.

[taps forehead]

- [seagulls cawing] - It opened in 1863.

I finally feel good for the first time since he died.

Look, Kinsey, I...

worked out on the speed bag.

Never... never met anyone else who's read it, so...

- [neck opening crinkles] - [key crunches in opening]

Where'd you get that?

- Well, her hair certainly did. - [Scot laughs]

[sighs] Where's Bode?

[flames whoosh to silence]

you wouldn't believe the bad luck I've had.

[instrumentals intensify]

And how'd that work out for him? He ran away from here and never came back.

- [drawer rustles open] - you can't tell anybody

[chuckles] Sorry.

- That makes total sense. - Yeah.

These are all filled with my memories.

Mom's downstairs!

[rushing effect]

- Is that you? - [suspenseful instrumentals]

The hell happened to you?

I went down a little bit

♪ Not breathing light ♪

[Scot, echoing] How is this even possible?

[dog barks in the distance]

Mm... Now when I met my wife, Callie,

Kids drowned down there?

- [rushing effect] - [instrumentals intensify, then soften]