Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Her name is April Tuckman, traveling with her husband, Howard.
Just like that one.
- You promise? - Yeah. Completely and totally.
His name is Jay Kolden, not a victim.
How do you really feel?
Okay. Sweet dreams.
Yeah.
We are making our final descent into Los Ang...
If there's a pattern here, I don't see it.
Could that be something?
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A- ll right, once we harness all the subjects
The man with the smartwatch is really Vincent Grant.
Tell me we can still get this bastard?
What was the purpose of your trip to Los Angeles?
Good morning, this is your captain speaking.
Quantum computing.
I'm looking for our father.
It is. I'm just setting it for Los Angeles time.
Sorry you had to cancel.
- Two, one... - You're welcome.
Um, is Cameron there?
I got it!
It's not his fault, Cameron. We're all running on fumes here.
- What's her name? - Ivy Brown.
Cameron, I'm in a void.
You bust your butt for that company.
There was no residual electricity in the cabin. Readings were clear.
We have until tomorrow morning at 8:00 a.m.
BP starting to escalate.
I can handle it.
Hey, you've reached Ivy, leave a message.
You see Vincent?
And I'll tell her as much when I see her.
He was paid to swap identities and go to prison in place of the real Vincent Grant.
Who are you?
Recognize that? I picked it from your memory.
Babe, if you're tired, you should take a nap.
No, but that doesn't negate the pattern.
Victim number one's back in her seat.
Must move faster, boys.