Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I wanna get these motherfuckers.
It's Lawrence Finster.
Trust me, I... I don't know anything.
Yeah.
It's called conducting an investigation, Sutherland.
[woman scoffing]
You're not curious?
2781 is the number of the metro train I was on.
- Nathan? - Checking.
I need to personally file for bankruptcy.
[man] Got it.
[doorbell ringing]
Looks like, uh, someone cleaned in here recently.
I'll fall forward so my body weight's distributed across more area.
We gotta get some clothes for you. We'll cross here.
They make a good team.
No, seriously.
[Peter] I... I figured.
I'm out, Rose.
no matter how many rules you have to break.
[woman seething]
Fourteen hours since Emma and Henry Campbell were killed.
Just in case.
[intense music playing]
They almost killed her, me too.
[pen scribbling]
Maybe they hid them here.
{\an8}Thirty-seven now, 80 by the end of the year.
about what happened to my aunt and uncle?
He confess?
- Sorry. - [woman] No problem.
Yeah, upstairs.
- Okay. - [woman breathing heavily]
- Do you know how to--? - No.
Where are the Secret Service agents that were here?
Do you wanna find your aunt and uncle's killer or not?
Just no suspects.
[upbeat music playing]
Rose?
- Here? - Just there.
Are you okay?
I won't hang up on you tonight, I promise.
No,
Fuck, it's Adam.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Okay, we have to go.
- Is that gonna be my new career? - What, a nine-ball hustler?
My aunt said there's someone in the White House who can't be trusted.
but I learned quickly that some things are better left alone.
We have a car with Secret Service agents who'll take you to the Remborne Hotel.
[cell phone vibrating]
'Cause that's not how the game is played in spy land.
Where do you see the cybersecurity sector trending?
What didn't you tell them exactly?