Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm sorry. What are we doing? [chuckles nervously]

[dramatic music playing]

One more trip to '82 won't kill us, Oatmeal.

Well, in, uh-- You know, in Nora's stuff.

You've said so yourself. You'll do anything for a better life.

Yeah. Try these.

Next year, you get your degree, you return to Ghana.

Well, Nadia is half-Hungarian. She's finding her roots.

"Marton Halász living descendants." Uh…

While I have you,

out there in the world,

Kristóf, you Hungarian god.

[upbeat music playing]

Maybe Nadia was right. Maybe I am supposed to save you.

["Morgen" continues playing]

[announcer in Hungarian] Now arriving Budapest, Keleti Station.

[inhales] Trauma is a topographical map written on the child,

Acid was deemed too dangerous for a Communist country.

Lenny, you told me, I get it.

Find out what really happened with this fucking gold train.

then I marry Boris Karloff and I kill Hitler.

This will be interesting.

Uh, excuse me, Kristóf Halász, yes?

I'm sorry. I love you.

and is gonna give me all the answers.

[in English] Oh, Agnes, great. They're inside.

[sighs] Fucking shit.

I thought you were Russian.

[in Hungarian] No loitering!

I mean, haven't you ever seen a movie?