Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You put Carol in the infirmary for a fuckin' week.

We're cool in the summer. We're warm in the winter.

or anywhere ever near you.

♪ I got you, babe, I got you, babe ♪

You just did it.

Um, okay, bunny ears?

Tonight's my last night in Boston.

- Whoa! - Be-be-be careful!

Nope. Time is of the essence.

(light music playing)

- Uh-huh. Mm-hmm. - ...avoiding guards,

- Finish him! - Do not finish me.

("I Got You Babe" by Etta James playing on Walkman)

This isn't moonshine either. It's, like, from before.

Oh, here we go. "What do you call an alligator in a vest?"

Are we going to whatever number we're up to?

(console beeping)

- Ooh! Boom. - Ow!

This is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

(Ellie chuckles)

That easy to give up everything, huh?

Tell me I'm wrong.

I mean, I didn't have them for long, but I had them.

Ellie: Oh, it's slimy.

- Let's see how ya did. - (photos printing)

Ellie, I tried.

(skeleton screaming)

Can I have my Walkman back?

and she asked what I thought about FEDRA.

(indistinct chatter)

{\an8}There's more stuff over there you can break.

By "everything," you mean becoming a fascist dickbag?

Did you really leave because you actually

and was like, "Oh, this is cool. I think I'll be a terrorist."

♪ Oh, babe ♪

(both laughing)

Raiden. Fuck yeah!

Your friend fights.

(Joel groaning)

(machinery whirring)