Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's enough for one of us.

[Pope] Jeez, dude!

[Pope] No. Looks like a place someone with a Grady-White would get killed.

[boy 1] We're the Pogues, and our mission this summer

-All right. -[JJ] Yeah.

-Diver down. [grunts] -Yeah, he is.

-A mathlete? -[Pope] You know what?

I give you about a one-in-three chance of survival.

Okay. You guys are literally killing me with anticipation.

♪ I'm your shelter ♪

-Biggest pet peeve? -Yeah.

[John B] Doesn't look like a place somebody with a Grady-White stays.

-[Kie yells] -Get down, Kie!

Everyone says he was lost at sea, but...

Hey, you know what? I'll take it.

Good job, everybody. We found a compass.

[Gary] Hey, hey! Hey! Hey!

Dad, the Wi-Fi's not working. I can't post anything.

-No. Hell, no. -[JJ] I'll take it!

[Amy] Still here.

-Yo, what's up? -I got this for you.

-God, you're so weird. -What was that about?

[can clattering]

They said you used to be a good student, but now you're failin' all your classes.

These coordinates, they...

-[John B] Cool. -[Pope] Keep an eye on this.

[boy 2] That's what, a three-story fall to the deck?

-[Pope] Maybe they're looking for a room. -[Kie] They're going up.

-Oh, my God. That took forever! -Ah, jeez.

[JJ whistles] I thought the Château looked bad.

and that is what's gonna save you, man.

-That's what I'm talkin' about! -Come on!

[thunder rumbling in distance]

[Pope and Kie, quietly] Cops. Cops! Cops!

Uh... 34 minutes ago.

I'm gonna check your little boat out.

Don't let him do anything stupid.

[officer 1] Yes, sir.

-[Pope] Yeah, yeah. -Of course. It's, uh... it's in the hold.

Your move, broski.

It is not! They don't want us to go down into the marsh.

-[JJ] Yeah. -[John B] It's kind of a smuggler's boat.

he's still out there. I know it.

-[boy] Give it to him! -John B, let it go!

[Pope] Diver down.

[sobbing] Scooter? Oh, God!

[woman] He's diabetic!

-[sighs] -Right. And how exactly do we do that?

[girl] No. No, no, no!

-We're here about the missing boat. -Yeah?

[scoffs] No. No way.

-Maybe it hit the jetty or something. -You surfed the surge?

♪ Bumpa! Bumpa, look right and... ♪

All right. All right!

-[JJ] A jacket. -[John B] Denim slides.

-Hey, Howie. -[storm siren blaring]

Oh, look at this. Storm blew it right into the pool.

-[Pope] What the... -[Kie] Holy shit!

If he's not there, we're gonna move forward with foster care.