Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mmm-hmm. I'll stay.
How's she doing?
I'm from Brooklyn, Massachusetts.
I will be forced to make arrangements.
June Osborne. Sure.
- I'll try, Aunt Lydia. - Good.
Mango? I want waffles.
As long as my baby is safe, so is yours.
Looking for you.
There.
God bless you.
But children are so precious.
Such a waste of energy. And for what?
Martial law has been declared...
Seriously?
What, they actually asked to see it?
Praise be His mercy.
She has a fever.
That's ridiculous.
- Hey, can you turn that down? - Sorry.
Move!
Dig in.
- Shit. - What?
I have no way of knowing.
Godspeed, June.
- I'm sorry, Aunt Lydia. - I'm sorry, Aunt Lydia.
I want to help with Mayday.