Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You have a concussion and a broken wrist.

You kids don't think you're the only ones after the Royal Merchant now, do you?

You fell from the Hawk's Nest.

-Whoo-hoo! -[JJ] Colonel.

[Kelce] Liquid courage, boy.

-[Sarah] I am telling you the truth. -Tell me-- No. Cut the shit.

♪ What I want ♪

And you think you are gonna be the one that actually finds it?

[Luke] You tell me where you're gonna get 30 grand now!

Actually, I was going through some of my father's stuff,

-[JJ] Rafe and Kelce followed me-- -Wait, do you guys hear that? Sh.

-[Heyward] Ah! -Look at you. You never age.

Mom, people not three miles from here have no power, no running water,

Hit it, boys! We're goin'. Recon mission.

That was gonna be a big deal tonight.

Was I just seein' things? I thought, like, I don't know,

-Shit. -Look, I got the letter translated.

-Yeah. -From Vlad?

Yeah, Mom. How could I forget? You had to grovel for, like, ten years--

[John B] Meet at the Hawk's Nest at midnight. Bring the map.

-[yells] Wait. What? -[John B] Sh!

Okay? There was this coded message, and I-- I need the plat map.

-Come on. -Hey, safe travels back to the cut.

[man] Lucky for us.

I don't want to spook Sarah with the peanut gallery.

"To my beloved son Robert.

-[John B] Only the big swells. -Oh.

Uh, we got a criminal trespass in progress here.

Fourth and one, baby.

and thinking Sarah will die.

[Sarah] Please, somebody help!

For once in your life, trust someone else.

[Peterkin] Here's the bad news, chief.

But, uh... hey, love you, too, man.

♪ Why don't we steal away? ♪

with... great composure of mind

-She'll bring an original survey map-- -[Kie] Hold on.

-[JJ] That was really believable. -[Pope] A hundred percent believable.

-[Mr. Sunn] Yeah, it's... -So, uh, the letter.

-[spits] -Oh, shit.

Pogue, how about you make that two?

or-- or, uh... send you to autopsy school to study dead bodies.

Gotta go this way.

It is a nice place, with nice people,

-Just... -I was talking to people from the party.

-but these young gentlemen... -Don't touch my shit.