Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Handler] I knew he was a grifting little gonad.

-your existence would be nice. -[Five] "A thank-you."

[adult Five] Now, Luther!

And you once wore a sarong to a fraternity party

He's gonna kill you?

till I finish the job on the grassy knoll.

Drugged you up, kept you numb for years.

♪ Ooh-ooh ooh ♪

[Herb] He also held a knife to my throat.

♪ Will we all fall down? ♪

-[energy surges] -[Diego groans]

[Five] The briefcase, you idiot.

-[Lila] Ugh! -[Herb] Wait, no.

You're gonna keep giving us that fancy technology of yours.

You're safe now. [inhales sharply]

[Allison] Kennedy's turning.

[softly] Five, please, you're being unseemly.

-What? -[Five sighs]

[ethereal tinkling continues]

[high-pitched tone resonating, energy thrumming]

-Well, I... feel bad for him. You know? -[teen Five] Mind your business!

[Luther shouts]

Hold on, Harlan.

[voice trembles] You lied to me.

-Please, I don't know what to do. -[Carl] Jesus.

I guess this is it.

He's probably around here somewhere eating a... a very large sandwich.

♪ They took a photograph... ♪

I'm on your side. No, I helped him escape.

five or six years from now,

Our little Kennedy problem is solved.