Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

you sound like hell.

Why did you want access?

Piloting that body as if it were your own.

I'm not asking you to.

are Flynne and Burton Fisher.

[chuckling] Holy shit.

[Burton] I'm sorry, Flynne.

You can tell me the truth, why you've tracked me down,

I just told you I killed some boys for pitying me.

How you got us all out of the barn.

but our good fortune isn't likely to last.

[insects trilling]

he's not like you.

Lunch is served, Wilf.

You said time was a resource we can't afford to waste.

They're printing it now.

What happens when more people come hunting us down?

[Wilf exhales] Hello?

I guess they'll try to give us a warning

[Flynne] This here's the only world that I got.

[electronic whirring accelerates]

That's Reece's truck there, right?

The Research Institute?

- I gave it to her. - You what?

Well, it's not just him that we need dead.

[electronic whirring]

- I'm gonna head home. - Wait, wait, wait. Hold up.

A wealthy bon vivant?

there's three possible categories at play.

[country music playing]

He's not a fool.

Not a small one, either.

So why are you here now?

But after that point, the records become rather spotty.

There it most definitely fucking is,

We traced the operator.

[laughing] There it is.

[headset whirring]

Which is apparently rather more tenuous

Conner came up sober.

I also know that maybe asking him to help us

trying to contact me.

as a good faith payment.

[Lev] Good God, Wilf,

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