Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Reach-around?
Remember? No!
Don't worry, Luke. I'm coming for you.
We can take each other's names. I'd be--
Aw, really?
Are you reading it wrong? Within two hundred meters.
Luke?
Cyril, not now.
...but especially to our highest-scoring recruit, Lucas Troy.
Guess you never learned how to shoot.
...it is once again time for peer reviews.
Oh. He's dead.
Under“ - ...wear..
...two pairs snowshoe. Son of a bitch!
...I snuck into your room with a big bottle of suntan oil...
Because that is, like, the last thing we need. An Entmoot.