Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[chuckles] Oh.
The is our car!
You put me in a tough spot. I know I said I'd do anything but...
Tough how?
- [Big John] Let's see if it fits. - Oh my...
[panting] Come on.
- [Kie] What the hell? - [Pope] Shit.
- Do we actually have a plan right now? - Think we do.
- Help me get this open. - [both grunt]
And you found your father.
- Oh my God. - [Cleo] Oh my God, what?
Hey, sharpen up.
- [Big John sobs] - [John B] What is this?
[train horn blaring]
- Shit. - [Pope] That can't be good.
They're not gonna think some dude in flip-flops is a part of a robbery.
Me and Pope will go look for it and send a signal once we find it.
Untraceable, huh?
I bet you Topper has a way to transport the cross.
[Topper] Are you good?
If I go faster, that's gonna draw attention.
- He's just like his father. - [Anna] Don't go there.
[clears throat]
Figured out a way to get in without a key card?
They're gonna arrest him. We can't leave him behind.
- [Kie] J! - I know. I know.
We just find out it's... it's gonna be in Wilmington tonight.
What is going on?
I got one of my students with me.
I'd try and be different, and I'm trying to be different.
If I'm gonna be accused of being a thief, might as well get something out of it.
- [Topper] Y'all coming? - [Kie] We got to go.
There you go. That's what I'm talking about.
We don't want anybody to know what we're after.
Know what? We don't have time for this. Get on.
Hey, you have to believe in miracles if you want them to happen.
[Big John] This is it, my boy. There is blood on the tracks. [cheers]
- I'm sure we'll be fine. - Pope, we gotta go.
Charleston Museum, eh?
- Four or five kids in a Dodge Ram. - [all] Go!
Come on.
[grunts, groans]
They're definitely fencing that shit off as we speak.
We are gonna prevaricate our way out of a pickle, son.
With a little help.
- Oh fuck! - [tires screeching]
What's he gonna do?
'cause he was the sole survivor of the San Jose fire.
That was trucking, dude. Oh Jesus. Oh God.
Please, we don't have a plan B
and he just kept saying, "My thing, this is my thing."