Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm not going to have some freak of science sleep in my daughter's bed.
Bully! No, you're not getting any kisses now.
Sorry, Johnny. You're going to have to take one for the team.
He's headed right towards you, Dan. Turn around!
I don't feel different.
I'm going to give you...
If I go there, they'll kill them both.
Well, that's what they did. You know... nothing.
So, what does that mean?
Lower intestines for Dr. Weir.
He just shot them both. Call Marshall. You hear me?
Of course.
Can you hurry Talia and Wiley along? I'll need them both.
We'll get my syncording back, we'll get rid of him.
Why did you do that?
It didn't hurt her. It killed her.
It costs me $1.2 million each time I clone you people.
Hank, it's me again.
. .
You got the location?
Katherine died 5 years ago.
He's not the clone.
...twice.
Forget about talking to the police. I tried that already.
So be quiet and come with us.
You better be miles away when this goes off.
There they are. All safe and sound.
9747, you are cleared for takeoff.
How long are you to keep me?
I have you logged in.
Manual drive engaged.
Both of you, get back here now.
That's okay.
You always make Daddy feel so good.
Why wasn't he taken care of already?
Thank you for ordering milk.
We put defects in the clone DNA to give them short life spans.
All right. I'll bring the disk...
Let's go. Get in here.
What are you doing?
He's still cooking.
They came in.
Yes, that's correct.
You won't fix anything.
I need to check your vision. Place your chin here.
Go see.
I'm Dr. Griffin Weir. Welcome to the new Weir Organ Transplant Facility.
Don't worry, sir.
Mommy, I'm scared.
I was asleep.
- I had it done. - Bullshit.
What about her DNA scan?
You have reached 911 emergency.
No. I just dropped my pen.
Katherine, listen.
We can go right upstairs and look it up.
Jesus! What are you gonna do? Kill my cat?
Mommy!
Not here.
If you believe God created man in His own image...
Come on!
I'm all thumbs today.
I'm looking forward to it.
It took me 17 generations to get this right.
...by which a corporation can, in effect, own a state.
What happened to you?
You all right?
Shit. It's a fundamentalist.
Perfect, both of you.
Can we keep her?
- You're dead. - No.
Do it anyway. I see.
They staged that scene for us.
Griffin, I don't know-
I need you so much. I need you.
You had me cloned.
It didn't test vision. It took your syncording.
He's my pilot today.
He'd be destroyed, like a horse with a broken leg.
Adam Gibson?
Car chase. Cool.