Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She's not here.
[Aunt Lydia] Such childish nonsense.
[gasps]
I don't think the Commanders feel the same way.
Yeah, and you're Mother of the Year.
Perhaps a promise to advance more humanitarian efforts?
She won't use it.
She's safe now.
Never thought I'd give it to you in person.
[door closes]
I just... I sliced up some peaches and...
You look well. How are you feeling?
Then we got bombed.
[Aunt Lydia] Thank you, dear.
If it hadn't been for Janine's intervention,
-[door locks, beeps] -Warren is here, too,
We mustn't forget how valuable she has been in this district.
Our son's freedom will be what sustains me.
They took those pictures for me.
[scoffs] I mean, nobody so far. Not in Canada.
How are you? How's Angela?
[somber cello music playing]
Well, we have tried to be understanding with her.
He would still be yours, of course, if you're released.
[chuckles softly]
In exchange for his freedom.
Getting her out's impossible.
Oh, I pled my case for months, trying to visit.
There's Guardians everywhere.
It could impact her ability to conceive.
but maybe that's genetic.
It's all right, dear.
To atone for all the trouble you've caused.
We can do it together.
What's goin' on? Why's all this out?
How do we get her back?
so she gets the proper nutrition.