Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

To prevent an all-out war between our two fine organizations,

I've always considered myself a feminist.

[soft dramatic music]

thanks to an eight-year-old girl.

What the hell happened tonight?

[Nathan] No, wait.

- [gunshots] - [tense music]

[breathes heavily]

So, here's an unrelated question.

[in Russian] Go kiss a pig.

- [gun cocks] - Close your eyes, baby girl.

Let's get you into a good book.

[Emily] It's okay.

At least we can agree on that.

[rapid gunfire]

You're going to suffer more than you thought even possible.

[tires screeching]

- I'm sorry. - Don't you...

We understood each other.

And the third and the fourth.

[man] Did you know about this little endeavor my son had on the side?

Nice and quick.

We can kill them 100 times over without them ever seeing us coming.

What happens when she does?

- [man on speakerphone] Sam. - Nathan.

The bad men are coming. I really need you to go with my mom.

This "Mommy" looks a lot like you.

without my permission,

Nathan doesn't want you hurt.

♪ Have another little piece of my heart Now, baby ♪

[door slams shut]

It's okay. You're safe.

You said four or five idiots with peashooters.

♪ Break another little bit of my heart Now, darling ♪

Don't start begging yet.

A minute late, and she'll be celebrating

Listen, I, um... have to disappear for a while.

[Scarlet] Right. After you, ladies.

Didn't want to drink it without you.

You're no longer under our protection.

[Sam] We're both alive and well.

I'll get the doctor.

Let me guess. You're the sentimental type.

Then I guess this is goodbye.

♪ Now take it ♪

[thugs snorting]

Only bigger and more stabby.

If I get out of this alive,

They're waiting for you, honey.

♪ Oh, take it ♪

- You're frothing at the mouth. - [rousing music]

I needed clean guns...

So, no. I don't think I'm the sentimental type.

Oh, that is so sweet.

- What the hell happened? - I happened.

Go to the Gutterball. Try to reason with her.

- I'm sorry. - [shouts] Fuck you.

[rousing music plays]

♪ Well, I think I've had enough But I'm gonna show you, baby ♪

- [door opens] - [music intensifies]

♪ It's all over, baby ♪

Or maybe she wanted to be just like her mother.

[Madeleine] My, my, my. Little Sam.

- [Emily] I'm staying with you. - [sighs]

- I think I should stay. - [banging]

[man] The girl got to this point alive.

Why don't you take Emily out of here?

Thank God we're going straight to the hospital.

Come here. Give Auntie Madeleine a hug.

Okay. Listen to me, Sam.

Always giggling in dark corners.

Got my father's blood all over her.

[grunts with exertion]

Eight and three quarters.

[elevator dings]

They can't bring guns into the diner.

- [hurried steps] - [door slams]

- I really don't have time for this. - Nathan's worried about you.