Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-'Cause that's weird. -[Tunde] Hm.

[ringing in ears intensifies, stops]

-[Alma] Becca! -[Becca] What?

-Maybe next time, it will be your turn. -Oh. No, no, no, no.

-Well, you know that. -No, I didn't. You never told me that.

-Are you sure? -[laughs]

Were you scared?

-You don't know? -I'm sorry, okay?

[Jacob] That was pathetic.

I still don't think this is right.

-[Becca] Where are you? We gotta go! -Where do they want me to go?

Don't worry. Those days are jackasses.

I need to be able to function. You know, like, in the real world.

'cause they don't actually control anything?

[Professor Jacob] So, does anything move faster than light?

Hey! Look at that!

-[clicks tongue] I've never driven a stick shift. -Really?

-Take care. -Take it easy.

and doesn't steal anything, but just moves stuff around to confuse you.

-I'm not wearing a lace collar, Mom. -Yeah, Mom, come on.

Did something happen between you and Becca while I was in the hospital?

-You don't know how to drive stick? -No.

It's better for me if things get back to normal.

-Getting warmer. -[giggles]

[Rosa Celia screaming]

and this block is a grilled cheese sandwich.

-[scoffs] -[Camila] Alma! VÃ¡manos!

Theoretically, why is time travel impossible?

I-- I get pushed away by the trauma.

-Dad-- -So, when the selves split--