Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Herb] He also held a knife to my throat.
Jesus.
[Handler] I knew he was a grifting little gonad.
[adult Five] Now, Luther!
♪ They took a photograph... ♪
[voice trembles] You lied to me.
-Well, I... feel bad for him. You know? -[teen Five] Mind your business!
-Please, I don't know what to do. -[Carl] Jesus.
He's probably around here somewhere eating a... a very large sandwich.
I guess this is it.
I'm on your side. No, I helped him escape.
-What? -[Five sighs]
Our little Kennedy problem is solved.
-your existence would be nice. -[Five] "A thank-you."
[Allison] Kennedy's turning.
[straining]
[Luther shouts]
You're safe now. [inhales sharply]
And you once wore a sarong to a fraternity party
-[energy surges] -[Diego groans]
till I finish the job on the grassy knoll.
[ethereal tinkling continues]
♪ Will we all fall down? ♪
-[Lila] Ugh! -[Herb] Wait, no.
five or six years from now,
He's gonna kill you?
Drugged you up, kept you numb for years.
Hold on, Harlan.
[Five] The briefcase, you idiot.
[softly] Five, please, you're being unseemly.
You're gonna keep giving us that fancy technology of yours.
♪ Ooh-ooh ooh ♪
[high-pitched tone resonating, energy thrumming]