Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[exhales] X marks the spot.
we have exit strategy.
Vera, we discussed this. It's the most stable currency.
[in English] Holy shit.
She keeps looking for her dead husband.
Café Gerbeaud?
♪ On the thin ice of modern life ♪
-[coins clinking] -[murmurs]
[man sighs]
You're Erzebet.
[in Hungarian] Be careful, the baby.
Vera!
[upbeat classical music playing]
You can't have that.
Yeah, okay.
[in Hungarian] The baby is coming!
Ah.
[Nadia] Fucking really did it, huh?
I thought you were Vera.
[in English] So 150 coins at 33.50 an ounce comes to…
So I-- I can only do what was always done, so…
[in Hungarian] Latin.
If you're going to crack up…
Oh Jesus! [grunts]
In trying to right that wrong,
Her husband died. She's a single mother now.
[sighs]
Wait.
Mail for Vera Peschauer!
[priest clears throat]
[in Hungarian] Hey! Do I know you?
$5325.
[indistinct chatter]