Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[music intensifies]

- [Sam sighs] - [cheerful whistling plays]

[quietly] I fucked up.

♪ Didn't you know ♪

♪ It ain't gonna last ♪

♪ Baby Blue ♪

Those who killed my dad?

Bleeding on the inside?

[music stops abruptly]

Next time, I'll just let them shoot me.

Sam, you're not thinking straight. Just bring the money back, now!

[Nathan] Oh, you know the drill, Sam.

I can only imagine how painful it was leaving her behind.

- Get lost. - Hey.

[elevator dings]

Oh, really? Uh, where are they?

But she's smart.

What's wrong with you? Let me do this right.

- [Sam yells] - [flesh tearing]

[music plays quietly in background]

Don't. I'm good.

♪ Come on and take it ♪

♪ And I know It ain't gonna last ♪

You're a special kid, Emily.

- [man moans] - [doctor] Ooh.

This was supposed to be low-profile, not a bloody massacre.

Her father was killed and she has nowhere else to go.

Slam the door shut, and it'll lock.

"I'm sorry, child. I can no longer protect you."

This is business, Sam.

Discovery Channel.

♪ I want you to come on ♪

so play it loud.

Including Jim McAlester's son.

"Take it, and disappear."

[Sam] I'll be right out.

[leader] Yeah. She dropped off some guy she shot.

[electronic buzzing]

- What plan? - Come on, you always have a plan.

[thug] It's a... It's a girl scout.

I couldn't risk your life.

Thanks for keeping an eye on her.

They sound like fun.

[tense emotional music fades]

[mariachi music continues]

♪ Though this world's essentially ♪

Anna May, Madeleine. Come and see this.

[whispers] Can you do that for me?

I can't leave her to die.

You seem so... familiar.

[ominous musical sting]

If I could take it back...

I don't like you.

No, you're not.

An extra scoop for my favorite client.

[whispers] Guess so.

But if you as much as sneeze

- [Sam grunting] - [leader screams]

you killed the wrong people.

[Anna May] Hey, idiots. Catch these.

Yeah, course it is.

♪ Yesterday ♪

♪ Take what you need You think will last ♪

♪ Any way you made it was just fine ♪

I'm going to tear you into little pieces.

Wow, you sound just like your mother.

[Sam] Let's go over it one more time. Left.

I can assure you, this is not how The Firm conducts its business, sir.

Would it kill you to say thank you?

[panting continues]

We have to get out of here.

There's always a choice.

♪ Take whatever you've gathered up From coincidence ♪

[door bangs loudly]

who fucked you up like this?

[whispers] I am very sorry about your son.

[song stops abruptly]

[suspenseful music]

Weapon and phone go in the locker,

[clears throat]

- Got it. - Good.

There isn't a day that goes by I don't regret pulling that trigger.

You seem so... familiar

[whispers] 32...

[banging continues]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean...

Febrairu 9, 2000

Obviously your plan was to end up here.