Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We're all professionals. I'm sure this will go smoothly.
I'm fine, Ben. Everything's okay.
Thanks.
I didn't take your money. You gave it to me.
and I didn't see no light.
Leave a message after the beep.
Gonna Cry? Crybaby baby! Cry, Cry, Cry!
and incredibly beautiful...
I love you, Joe.
You're not real!
- I'll call about being my study partner. - Fine. I'm in the book.
Are you lost?
Without her help, five minutes will be hard enough.
There are a few people I would like to kill, but you are not one of them.
Are you sure?
And this tunnel and light...
Easy, easy. Don't rush him. Oh, my God.
Gonna Cry? Crybaby baby! Cry, Cry, Cry!
You guys gonna watch me?
- One milligram Eppy in. - That sounds good.
That you have someplace to go.
They're just telling you what you need to know.
- Thirty seconds to go. - Let's heat him up.
Increasing defibs to 360. Charge. Clear.
And the doctor was saying I was dying.
2-1,000. 3-1,000. 4-1,000. 5-1,000.
Winnie Hicks is alive. My father's dead.
Joe, I gotta borrow your car.
- Shut up. - No, you shut up.
Then there's no reason for us to go any further.
I also remember the way we treated you back then.
It'll only make our relationship better.
You were never ugly.
- We're paying for our arrogance. - Save it, Randy.
It'll be dramatic.
Atonement, gentlemen.
It's hard to verbalize.
Who could be watching?
You okay?
Enjoying yourself, Nelson?
Okay. And do you have an address for her?
Flatline.
I wanted to say I was sorry.
Why take it personally?
Did it dawn on you I'm trying to work things out...
I do remember you.
I'm sorry if I made you feel bad.
That was so long ago. I don't remember what you could've done.
Things from our past? They want revenge?
It's your fault!
Holy shit! The neighborhood's falling apart.
If there's nothing there, I won't convince myself there is.
- 90 degrees. - Let's give him another five seconds.
See you soon.
Not those lights! Security will come running.
- Breathe! - Nothing.
With brain damage.
Get some rest.
And it was the most beautiful light I ever saw.
Now it's real.
It's bigger than that.
I think his name's Billy Mahoney, an eight-year-old kid we picked on.
I've got to transfer to a school closer to you or get a faster car.
Wake up, you little shit! You got company!
Kids always feel responsible.
REM. We got REM.
Come on, Manus. Come on back to us.