Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No. All right, wait. Hear him out, all right?

but it's just a planter's log.

I'm trying to make us filthy rich here.

On the day that he dies,

I'm in violation of all kinds of shit, sir,

-[Kie] I'm being serious. -Okay!

Can't you say anything back to me?

I don't wanna freak you out. I just-- I-- I wanna talk, and...

[Rafe] Bro, we're gonna leave your ass if you don't make it fast, okay?

♪ Then show me ♪

[Kie, in English accent] Excuse me, sir. Do we have to shuck these ourselves?

-of the cost of the damaged article. -Restitution?

-[Sarah] Okay. -[JJ] Read the note.

[chickens clucking]

-[Luke] By sittin' around doin' nothin'? -[breathing heavily]

-[Kelce] Exactly. -I'm not-- I'm not going fetal.

I thought maybe I could get them framed and hung in my room.

[both laughing]

[JJ] Where the hell is he?

-I'm so proud of you right now. -Thank you.

-I-- I left out key details. -[Kie] Yo, what?

[grunts] You need to wake the hell up.

Pope, you as well, all right?

-I'm fine, Topper. -Seriously. Seriously.

Do you not understand that?

This is-- It's my dad. You know? Has that right jab.

John B and I got it all sorted out.

-It's on the island. -Are you serious?

I don't know what happened to Topper's boat. Quite honestly, I don't want to.

Denmark Tanny was a slave that survived the Royal Merchant wreck.

-[Sarah] You're okay, okay... -[Pope] Sarah! What happened?

Promise me nothing's happening between you.

but I want you to come with me to uncharted territory.

-then it's gotta be out there. -Have you lost your mind?

and then he sold a shit-ton of rice, which pisses off all the white planters,

I'm thinkin' about you when I wake up, when I go to bed at night, like, it's--

and we've found the gold.

and then he took all of our rent money and dipped for this Royal Merchant.

and in the last line of that letter,

You don't know nothin'.

Shh. Oh... oh, my God.

[JJ] I keep finding glasses way down the beach.

-Ah... I can't say. -[Topper] What do you mean, you can't say?

He lost his bal-- Sarah!

I know your little teen brain doesn't like to think ahead,

for He doeth all things well.

Beep! Call it in, right?

All we need is an original survey map of the property,

about how you were protecting her in the tower.

Look, once we get what we need, we cut her loose, all right?