Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Just like I'm guessing you do.

and I don't know who to turn to.

[cell phone beeps]

It's docked at the Hudson Ferry Terminal. I found the bills.

Kilgrave is dead.

"sardines" or "pickle juice."

It's him! Or these needles!

I'm having a drink.

I wanted you to make them stop.

What do you know?

I'm telling you, he got knocked out.

[theme music playing]

And it's not the first death she's been linked to.

and you're gonna represent Justin Boden pro bono.

Oh, shit. Is Jessica hurt?

I know we're short, but...

The guilt was un... unbearable.

This could sting.

Oh, God, it's true, isn't it?

Selfish as ever.

- Are you gonna do something? - Let's get a CT scan.

Well, you're not taking him to my place. Been there, done that, lost my lease.

[gunshots continue]

- Stop what? - Guilt makes people do stupid shit.

Her poison will destroy you all, unless you find and kill her first.

You're not a... mind-controller, right?

All of whom will testify that he forced them to try to kill each other.

[gunshots continue]

I just don't want him to wake up alone, not knowing what's happening.

- Okay. - [door closes]