Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[groans]Lifetime after lifetime.
But what does it all add up to?
[sobbing]
[gasping, groaning]
I... I can'’t let anybody else get hurt
Very well.
Go the other way!Take the wheel.
That'’s only 55.
Just another reminder of how nothing stays the same.
Now, you listen to me, Ronny. I'’m not crazy, okay?
No. Don'’t fight. Don'’t shoot. It'’s cool.
Do you need a ride?Love one.
I just patched you up, man.
Wow.
the vibrancy...
Are you crazy? They'’re about to breach!
prolonging your sense of time,
I have to make it stop.
[speaks Russian, Japanese]
Damn, man!
gifted with a perfect memory of all their past lives.
turning the page in a book.
Yeah, of course.
[officer] Cover!
[Abel] I love you.
[grunts]Hey.
Come on.
[yells, groaning]
What happened to you?
Like you'’re remembering it.
I'’ve never seen that man before in my life. Him, I think I'’d remember.
Do you think He'’ll...
You remember that?No. I don'’t remember the French Revolution.
[groaning]
[laughs]
I-Impossible.
I could better examine it if I severed your head from your neck.
Not learning it.
Space, time, scale. It'’s all relevant.
His hard drives are here. I have to destroy them and free them all.
and made a couple of phone calls?
Not a thing?
We killed him.
Reverse.Shoot that son of a bitch.
Like Treadway did to me when last we met.
Mr. McCauley, you are clearly awesome at dealing with conflict.
I got you.
Over 200 of our brothers and sisters are lost
You try running out now, you'’ll bleed out before you reach the compound.
Look, I hate to break it to you.
leaving him with no way to recreate it.
[alarm blaring]
Yo. Wikipedia.
[hologram powers up]
[Nora] Here, we retrain your memory.
[Garrick] It'’s working. I'’m seeing increased activity in all his memory centers.
Which one of these... is yours?
[speaking Latin]
You do know we have easier ways of doing things now, right?
[clamoring]Move! Clear the street!
What about your sword?
[man] Treadway, tell me you got it.
You took the secret of the Egg'’s whereabouts to your grave.
Inside![shouting]
On one side the Believers,
are not bad, eh?
[man] For reals, you really made that shit yourself, man?
[chattering, laughing]
sped the process up.
[grunting]
You made that up.
Okay.
Where is Treadway?
[man resumes rapping]