Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And hey, Carver...
(EXHALES SHARPLY)
decimated by a pandemic, crushed by loss.
I just needed you to open up the right loophole.
MAEVE: Your services won't be required, darling.
It was certainly eye-opening.
-(GROANS) -(ANASTASIA BREATHES HEAVILY)
in the way that the weak are drawn to the strong.
It must be disorienting.
-(SOBS) -That's not your husband.
-why bother coming back? -To save your life
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
You are really not the convivial drinking partner
(WHOOSHING)
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
WILLIAM: You know who.
It appears William has upgraded his henchmen.
Now please, peruse our offerings.
(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)
CHARLOTTE: Really...
(SIGHS, HUMS)
Hey, Carver.
by people in the shadows.
You go ahead with this. We're gonna burn you down.
for Counterterrorism. Use your imagination.
has expanded its footprint.
♪ (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
The only limit here is your imagination.
-You're hosts. -(SOBS)
the "secret" service?
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
(ANASTASIA CONTINUES HUMMING)
I think it's time for a deep and dreamless slumber.
(SCOFFS)
You're just here...
♪ (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
And to think, I got all dressed up.
Of course, Olympiad doesn't regulate your activities
Uh. Sherry for the lady,
Not if you change the guidelines.
-♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC FADES) ♪ -(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(ANASTASIA HUMMING)
I thought I was wrapped in power.
CLEMENTINE: (PANTS) I don't know where she is.
And when I finally set foot back on solid ground...
Nearly 150 years ago,
because I want this to be a friendly conversation.
the computer logs your coordinates.
I know some of you fear revisiting