Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, my God. Why is he even still alive?

I put all of the used clones into the incinerator.

The greatest treasures in the universe and just one suitcase.

preferably on view.

and people missing you.

But she's gone now. They've all gone.

I'm a gamer. Sorry, who put you in charge?

Sends the particles to a different plane.

Come on, Architect, what else have you got?

I have a clone in every facility.

Because you didn't need that memory worm, did you? You're half-computer.

Exit strategy. We've got six shredders.

But one, perhaps,

Come on, then, Team Not Dead.

How would he know when a storm would hit?

You look like death.

What in the name of sanity is going on in this room now?

They have no power over you now.

I was hoping for minimalism

It really doesn't matter. We'll establish the details later.

Of course what?

The same way we all did. But we've all forgotten.

- What is that thing? - It's a memory worm.

Do we have time for this?

Could you trust someone who looked back at you out of your own eyes?

and I think that there's only one way to do that.

You can do what you like. I'm going to take my chances out there.

Do I really have to touch that worm thing?

What did you say about your own eyes?

And what are you doing now?

Cesare Borgia, mucho scary hombre, says to me,