Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Repeat what you just told me.

Stop. It doesn't work. You know it doesn't work.

Uh, everything I overheard my aunt and uncle talking about that night.

We don't know who we can trust.

What about surveillance footage near their house?

We found a hard drive.

But they retired a few years ago.

[computer beeping]

and he didn't tell us not to kill her.

[opening theme music playing]

Use your hand the way I like it.

Looks like whoever his accomplices were made sure he couldn't tell us anything.

- Peter. - Yeah, I'm here.

I was the boss, and I...

We're making progress, okay? I promise.

If you suck in college, they definitely don't let you play in the pros.

[Rose] Some life.

Hawkins' office doesn't know where he is. They can't reach him.

- No one that would do this to them. - How do you know?

[Hawkins] How tall was he? What was his build?

But now we know.

And you're lucky you're even invited up here with the grown-ups.

when you finish work?

I know where that is.

- [keyboard clacking] - Okay.

Yeah, and some bullets, maybe.

You need anything else before I go?

Uh, yes, go ahead.

Thanks. You did okay too.

[woman] Ready for that kind of growth?

[woman] Oh God.

Can I ask you a question?

In a couple miles, you take the next right.

What do you mean? What haven't you told me?

It's... it's late. Are you okay?

Okay, where's Hawkins right now?

What's, uh, what's going on?

What's something you used to be curious about?

No. Order anything you want from room service.

I don't like losing.

You better not. I can be very vindictive.

What do you think? About Hawkins?

who couldn't be trusted.

Anything on that, uh, screenshot I sent you?

Some bullets, maybe?

No, I used to be a curious person,

We have to get room service 'cause they don't let me out of my room.

To a point, but someone in the White House wants me dead.

[crickets chirping]