Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[breathing heavily]

Come on, it's all right. Come on.

[sighs in exasperation]

will come to you and perform the ceremony.

Faithfulness, old-time values, homemade bread...

They won't announce the verdict.

[chuckles softly]

She turned on you in a fucking second.

I gotta respect her.

[train horn blaring]

-It is your fault, Aunt Lydia. -Oh, no.

But she changed me, she changed you.

Here's the persimmon.

[Lieutenant Stans] What a shame.

I could wait for you guys.

You have caused so much pain.

It could help you stay in this house.

Mrs. Keyes is safe in custody.

Aw... [chuckles]

[crying softly]

[door lock clicks]

She wasn't scared of them.

You want to wash hands?

You shut your mouth!

-[Aunt Lydia] No! June. -We can beat the train, dummy.

You can stop this anytime.

[Aunt Lydia] Come along now.

All right, let's get you cleaned up.

She didn't know me.

[vehicle door opens, closes]