Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-What? -TREVOR: All right. Go, go, go.
every conquest,
I know you don't know us.
You know what?
Okay. Where is his place? I'll come get you.
You got a little Matt just kind of sitting on your shoulder.
(CHAINS RATTLING)
We don't have time for this.
Riley, this feels a little crazy.
The Adventures of Puss and the Boots
Your brother's ending was exquisite.
(SHUDDERS)
(WHEEZING)
Fuck.
it has six sides and six configurations. There are three left.
This is a lot to process here.
You don't mean that.
(GROANS)
We're on track, we're one configuration away.
We let one in, lure it in, shut the thing behind it,
I don't need help.
We're all doing stuff.
Besides...
Shit.
Get me some water.
(BANGING ON WALL)
-No, seriously... -Okay, Let me see.
There's no music in that.
TREVOR: Colin!
And it isn't mine.
(SCREAMS) What the fuck?
Okay. Okay, come on.
(SNARLS)
Bullshit. You can't even take off your shoes.
Salvation.
Colin.
Ri! No, no, no.
It's okay. Let's just go.
Anything is better than this.
I was really fucked up, okay?
Every second is a lifetime!
just like I want them to.
You didn't tell us about that.
COLIN: What's it doing?
Get the fuck out!
No, I don't, actually.
-You like that? -Yeah.
Riley, since when do you believe in God?
Give me a hand, I'll cut you in.
Fuck.
I don't really feel like taking my chances with those things.
TREVOR: What the fuck is that?
Gonna get that?
I hear bells...
We need to let them search.
I'm just questioning this.
Yes, I know. Just one, though.
What?
So you've seen them.
and no one saw her leave, so...
Whatever.
(SCREAMS)
Like that? You happy?
Is that my case?
COLIN: The room is spinning.
The first of the month is coming up real fast.
-Colin, go. -I can't.
We're being lonely together.
JOEY: Mr. Voight, I...
I'm hanging out at Trevor's for now.
Okay. Maybe they'll find her.
Serena?
Wait, you're leaving now?
Did you really just turn down the TV to listen to us argue?
-Or worse. -Fuck this.
(PANTING)
You're drunk.
You have to get up and go.
(MACHINERY CREAKING)
Hello?
For me.
The box. You have to get it to change.
Sorry.
-Are you scared? -Sleep it off.
PINHEAD: You will know our finest gift.
(RAIN PATTERING)
a big success in this shitty apartment...
Your suffering has barely begun.
I get what I want.
What did you think? I built a fortress?
Not yet.