Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A future without hope

This is our kill box.

- and he... - Uh-huh.

I'm the only one of us who can still throw a punch.

Go to hell, lady!

- No, I mean, I can't... - I can! I can!

But I'm not what you think I am.

The trauma crew is standing by for the commander at the south tunnel.

Did you ever find out who sends those texts?

To a better life.

Him, you! You're dead already!

Something my Dani doesn't wish to say?

Sorry about your shed.

Get it close, and it'll fry his neural net.

and then we started fighting back.

I don't leave them to die in the desert

and we stick to the plan.

'Cause I know it happened! It happened!

You're the boss.

Told me to go here in case

Two tours in Afghanistan.

Somehow I can still see.

If we had one close range,

I need to see my father!

One finally caught up with us...

No! I'm not leaving her!

Can I steal a mango?

I've seen that look too many times before.

I'm not gonna live in fear the rest of my life.

every second by every choice that we make?

who found me in the ruins after Judgment Day.

Let's check for any exit wounds.

of Checkpoint 7-Bravo.

Wait. You grew a conscience?

Where's your son now?

Because we're not machines, you metal motherfucker.

What the hell happened here?

What's wrong with her?

What are you doing here, dad?

Carl, your friends look hungry.

Come on! Hurry!

I get these texts.

When they start to kill me, run.

I'm currently two miles south of Bingham Air Base in a white van.

This is Major Dean,

Was there enough hot water?

a few months after I killed John.

Head for the base. About two miles down this road.

Never mind. It's burnt.

So for 20 years, I kept learning

Sarah, how did you know we would be on that bridge?

It's never good to see you, Connor.

We should leave this afternoon.

we set up a kill box,

- I can't. - Dani, please.