Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Check if any of the Jane Does are victims of multiple gunshot wounds.
The same matter can't occupy the same space at the same time.
- Time travel? - Yeah, time travel.
To satisfy a woman.
Good morning, Mr. Atwood.
- I'll be 16 tomorrow. - Where?
Manual launch initiation alert. The system is now armed.
- How's Walker? - Have to shake him to be sure he's awake.
Changes in the past.
- Destination, please. - Home.
He is our choice to run the commission.
- You know. - I think I wanna try from memory.
Yes, I do. Let me tell you what my problem is.
Malcolm, this is a project that we could do without.
I really think things are gonna turn around. I got a feeling about the future.
- You know what I think? - No, sir, I don't.
T-minus-3 minutes and counting.
- Shit. I'm sorry. - Don't answer it.
Intelligence thinks it's a kill team out of Iran.
That would be my pleasure.
And by the way, when I said McComb hasn't bought me...
Pictures bring back your memories.
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...but that's one of the dangers of having an agency like this.
But if I can't keep you from McComb, it will be.
- Destination, please. - Home.
She died because you came back and made some changes.
When a launch goes wrong, they're the guys who scrape the wall.
Ooh. That's gotta hurt.
Elections are won with television. You don't need the press, don't need endorsements.
You don't even need the truth. You need money.
I need you to testify against McComb.
- Oh, yeah. - Why don't you arrest him?
Since you say we were friends...
Not all of it bad, I hope.
But I've found an enterprising banker with faith in the future.
- Are we still together in 1O years? - Yes, we're together.
- He's not my type. - What did you wanna talk about?
The chip is going to be worth billions, my billions.
My young self is still gonna be president and you can't save your wife.
Oh, I'm sorry. Nothing worse than a rogue cop.
And why is that, sir?
That's C-4. Not only will it turn this house into dust...
- What can I do? - I need proof that you existed here.
...that you're bringing to General Lee.
I went 10 rounds with John L. Sullivan himself.
- He's gonna have to be erased. - Erased?
He interests me.
Who are you?
Don't expect to be my chief of staff if my slamming your face...
I remember having bigger balls.
Third jumper this week. They keep this up, Pete, you're gonna be out of a job.
- Mr. Atwood-- Ah! Oh, my God. - Get down.
Well, you got a family?
- He's changed the future. - What are you talking about?
- I can't believe this. - Try.
- Oh, Mr. Atwood, isn't this terrible? - Tragic.