Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

sitting and waiting for you,
- Just give 'em five minutes, all right? - Guys, there's Pope and Cleo.
- What's good, big killer? - [Rafe] I'm calling it off.
This is his plane. I can't stop him from leaving.
So, in this hand, you can get the pleasure of beating my ass right here, right now.
That sounds like a problem, but it's out of my hands now, Country Club.
[phone line beeping]
[tense music plays]
'cause I think you know what would've happened.
He asked me to tell you that Marley, well, he passed away.
- I'll talk to you soon. - [Rick] You owe me for what I did with--
- Come on! Open it! - [grunts]
All the time.
You're not even supposed to be here on campus.
We're going after the mother lode.
- Great. - ODD.
Give me the keys.
and that's all I'm ever gonna be, so, yeah, trust me, I get it.
Yeah. Right. Um...
All of you.
- [indistinct chatter] - [JJ] Oh God.
- Kiara, I want you to meet someone. - Is that Barracuda Mike?
[JJ pants]
- [Anna] I'm sorry. - I can't do this right now.
Send a unit out to Skinners. Put me on "en route" to the airstrip.
This is it.
Hey, you guys have a nice life, all right?
Keep it down, keep it down. Guys, come on. Shh!
[Ward] Let's go.
- They say that Kitty Hawk's the best. - [Kie] Wait, what?
["Work Until I Die" by S.G. Goodman plays]
- [Mike] Kiara. - [Kie] I don't want to!
[splutters] I'll never ask for anything again.
That, John, is what the idol is looking for.
Probably like an hour?
- JJ? -[JJ] Damn!
You gave us no choice, JJ! I don't wanna see you around my family again!
[car engine revving]
- [Barracuda] Hop on in there. - Let me get the seat.
The police could find you here. Easy.
- You didn't do it, right? - Do what, Rafe?
- Gimme the keys. - Oh.
[officer] You got it, Shoupe.
Sorry.
- Who's Marley? - Marley's her best friend.
[birds chirping]
[sighs] ...someone else.
[birds chirping]
I've gotta do this. It's the real thing. Dad, Mom.
[woman hesitates]
[John B] Oh no.
["Sugar Craft" by Medeski, Martin & Wood plays]
It was a long drive.
What have you done, son?
- Lovely afternoon. - [Mike] JJ.
- Hurry up, man, come on! - Who the hell is that?
[car engine stops]
Hey, Top. You got a little something right here, man.
They're not gonna hurt you. They're good. They'll help you out.
We gotta get him off the island right now.
[door creaking]
[car door opens]
Yeah, I saw. That's why you got a bunch of dudes throwing your furniture
[tense music continues]
["Heaven on the Beach with You" by Robert Lester Folsom plays]
I mean, once he's here, my dad says we can leave whenever we want.
Hey there, uh, sir. I...
Let's go.
[thunder rumbling]