Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Don't tell James about this, all right?
Wanted to know if I remember things about the accident.
That's convenient.
I can't say.
So why don't you arrest him?
You want to get something to eat?
I'm James Ellis. You're with Cyprus, right?
Anything to do with the fact that you were sleeping with his wife?
Not if I got to wait around all day for my supply.
I don't know. I feel like I'm going crazy.
I'm doing everything I can to keep you safe.
You're right. I wasn't ready before.
Why don't we-- I don't know.
-You sure? -I'm fine.
A glass of water, please.
Maybe, can you send it to me?
You'll like this place. Trust me.
Sure, no problem.
I mean, I get it.
Yeah, but-- I mean, I didn't realize it was so unusual.
Intuition? About what?
Why don't we just stay here and cook?
Yeah.
Not, like, hobbies and shit. More like intuition.
I've been there. I know how welcome distractions can be,
Guy at the front desk.
What do you want to know?
Fuck!
but for the rest of us, it's everywhere.
No.
Well, they say that the oldest memories come back first.
Not exactly gonna run into your friends on this side of town, right?
What are you doing here?
You stopped talking to me.
You know, just finishing some work.
How did we even meet?