Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Um, do tricks now! Roll over, boy! [laughs]

You just hit a person.

that she's willing to send me to boarding school.

because I have material evidence that can exonerate John B. Routledge."

Job like this costs 4K.

You two are so hot. I'm better off on my own.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

-How long did I sleep? -[John B] Not long enough.

[man] Thank you. Good to see you, Pope.

-My dad's boat. -I thought you would've pawned it by now.

No. You wanna get caught?

-Mr. Sunn, can I borrow Pope for a minute? -[Mr. Sunn] We're in the middle of a test.

[doctor] Put some pressure on that wound, here.

Ain't all that bad.

You may kiss your bride.

By the power vested in me,

Plan B? We could, um… public transportation.

[officer] Down. Slow down.

He would do anything for us. That's a Pogue if I've ever seen one.

I'll take that. [chuckles]

Look at your life right now! Look at your life!

[laughing maniacally]

Come on. Come on.

Streets is quiet. I can get you to a boat. You have somewhere you can hole up?

[dramatic music playing]

[John B] Thanks, Cleo.

Hi, uh, ma'am, sir. I… I promise to have her back at a reasonable hour and safe.

You're gonna feel completely different in the morning. I know you will.

fu… fu… fudge?

Stop it! Do not walk away when I'm talking to you!

♪ Like pieces of a puzzle ♪

Don't walk away when I'm talking to you!

And I'm just… I'm afraid of what's gonna happen.

Shit! I need the directions.

Okay. Okay, lean back. Lean back.

But I got an idea.

-Come on! -[doctor] What do you want?

What does it mean now to clear John B's name?

She's got too much fluid already.

[monitor flatlining]

You might wanna reschedule your meeting tonight, Pope.

[Kie] Out loud.

Hi, guys. [laughs nervously]

-[horn honking] -[tires squealing]