Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Oh, my God. You asshole! - You'd stab me in the eye with a nail file?

Well, we think Beth was spying on him.

You don't do this sort of thing much, do you?

But if there's anything pertinent I should know...

Ok! You want money? Ok! Ok! Give me a minute! I just need to...

I would terminate, so...

We're someone's experiment and they're killing us off!

- Oh, shit. - Oh, my God.

Are you ok, mommy?

One week she's fine, the next it's armageddon.

if they'd done anything really... um, invasive.

You think I had a choice?

Well, I was looking at some old video today.

I need you to go to S's house.

We need to talk about Beth.

Antitrypsin deficiency? Cystic fibrosis?

Maggie helped make you.

What city was it in?

It's what you wanted, right? Commitment. I'm ready.

Let's talk about it in the morning.

- in London, yeah? - A little bit older.

He's a bastard.

- in the shower. - Paul.

I think she means it, Victor.

- Delphine. - Cosima.

But if my blind subject were suddenly to become...

- Where are you going? - I'm just going out for some air.

Self-aware, it'd either be a Eureka moment or...

If there were, I would tell you.

Sarah, I thought you were dead!

Stay in school.