Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Embrace the mess.

seeped in, in guilt and regret.

‐ Uh, yeah. That's exactly what it is.

♪ lively theme song playing ♪

MABEL: Yes. OLIVER: Ah. Cinda,

and feed me broth because I'm losing my swallow reflex.

And then he did. [sobs]

‐ Okay. Sure. ‐ Alright. If you think that's smart.

‐ Yeah. Sure. ‐ Hey. Really?

‐ Okay, and if it is...

‐ What? ‐ Whoa.

‐ Sure, fine.

‐ No, no. I'm alone.

and it's isolating.

I‐I'm sorry how I was with your dog.

but clearly, we are getting close if they're sending a message to the leader.

CHARLES/OLIVER: Ooh.

so I really haven't spoken to her since.

and, uh, ended well.

Hope to hear your playing tonight like always?

So, day three, there was an island tour,

the key is to enter in a way that disarms them.

‐ I know you do.

♪ soft piano music ♪

And by the way, Every Breath You Take is no love song.

‐ Uh, what they're buying is her.

‐ So, you were on to something huge.

MABEL: It was a lot of bassoon jokes,

‐ I will say this is our strongest suspect yet, next to tie‐dye guy.

uh, well, it's silly really. We just‐‐

Based on your shirt only! Uh, not based‐‐

♪ bassoon continues ♪

‐ She used to stay here during school breaks.

‐ So, you and the bassoon were clearly meant to be.

[puts down bottle] We're embracing the mess, right?

‐ No, no, no, no. I‐‐ ‐ Please, your dog.

It's always about the money!

‐ She 100% knew him.

‐ "Sting loses millions.

I figured he stayed behind to write some fucking masterpiece.

OLIVER: My son has her. He's a vet.