Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[dramatic music plays]

Well, at this point, it'd be hard to argue with them.

- [groans] - [Rafe] Shit.

♪ Crouched among the dying pines... ♪

But what I've seen from your baby boy is he's ready to fly the nest. He's right.

My girl. That's what I'm talking about.

Did you hear about John B? His house burnt down last night.

turn that face and keister around and walk the other way.

[woman] At Kitty Hawk, patients will not be allowed

- Holy shit, Ward! - [Rafe] No. Hey, we're good!

- [Ricky] Hey, cuz. - [JJ] Ricky.

Hey. Don't let the devil tempt you.

Plus... I kind of owe her.

[Topper] Hey, Sarah.

Hold it right there, please.

I got you, come on.

[splutters] I really feel like I need some more time to reflect.

- Gotta have more faith in me. - Mwah! This place can suck it!

Stop making that face and gimme the keys.

I'm not sure you get to play that card anymore.

I wasn't being a perv, dude. That shit was taken out of context.

♪ Back to the rhythm I'll work until I die ♪

- You don't even know me. - I know enough, Rafe.

Be awake by 6:00 a.m. and asleep by 9:00 p.m.

[Rafe] You're gonna be all right. You're gonna be all right.

I got a whole to-do list to get ready for Cluckingham Palace.

[Ward] Goodbye, son.

[Barracuda] You lost the load, JJ.

You sent her to that wilderness camp?

What was the name of that wilderness camp that Uncle Larry sent you to?

Go, get out of here! Go!

[thunder rumbling]

This is about Denmark Tanny and your family's legacy.

[vehicle door closes]

[JJ pants, chuckles]

[girls talking indistinctly]

- [snaps fingers] - He's in a better place now.

[sirens continue blaring in the distance]

- [JJ] Well, that bullshit's real. - Yeah?

[indistinct radio chatter]

- So are we hitchhiking? - Not quite.

Yeah, I don't care about any of that.

- [grunts] - [car engine revving]

That... that's rough. I can't imagine.

- You're sure the pilot's gonna be there? - Yes.

I'm not the roofer, Rafe.

does not like you.

[splutters] A lot.