Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[scientist] It's dangerous!
[electricity crackles]
[music swells, fades]
a dark cloud
Gotta see it to believe it, my dudes!
-Don't even know who he's going to attack. -Yeah, we do.
There will be no more retreating…
Everything works out. Happy ending for everybody.
[screaming continues]
Five days. Who knows?
If that small woman is small enough, she could fit behind a small tree.
Or he'll kill us.
he's only one kill away.
then someone can just grab that barrel like this…
-A plane! -No, no, no.
sometimes…
I'm begging you.
[translating into Russian]
She was born special.
Okay, okay, for the record,
Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
[paddles discharge]
[distressing stinger]
-Yuri will fly you to moon. -[gun clicks]
I just…
[loud boom]
-We stake out his house-- -Lucas, stop.
[exhales]
[introspective music playing]
-[dial tone droning] -Sam? Hello?
[gunshot]
-There she is! There she is! -Where?
Hide in the light.
But… only my darkest memories.
All right. Fair.
Down he goes.
he's in Hellfire, isn't he?
[tense music playing]
Yeah. Totally.
It's gonna take us two hours to get to Nellis as it is.
I'm not sure.
-I did warn you, Jim. -[Antonov] Okay.
-So I think it's worth the risk. -Me too.
-Let's go! Let's go! -I'm going! I'm going! Sit down!
They found us.
Holy shit!
My child.
they're… they're all safe.
There's nothing out here.
are my family.
-Yeah. -Okay.
♪ There's an ear for what you say ♪
[unsettling audio distortions]
End up in some beachside town in California.
-Crashed? -His fault.
Yeah, it's…
He's the Starsky to my Hutch.
Go! Come on.
Come on! Hurry!
Who's that?
they will kill him.
[hopeful music playing]
If you're right, the killing ends, and you can pull the plug on her.
Eleven.
-[line ringing] -[indistinct chatter]
when i really need to shit but someone's on the shitter
[Terry] Hi, Jane.
[dramatic music continues]
The most awful things.
[loud banging, thrashing]
Okay. Pack your things, say your goodbyes.
What the hell is taking so long?
-But reliable. -[Dustin chuckling]
I'm losing her!
[bright, hopeful music playing]
-[busy signal droning] -[phone clattering]
[distressing music building]
What are we looking for, my dudes?
-Same shit. -[Lucas] How is that possible?
I can call Stinson. She's got connections at Nellis. That's two hours away.
We have the drugs. We can do it right here.
Because I knew I had failed him.
-Some sort of facility. -A fence. A building.
[Steve] Robin. Robin!
Right on the money, as I said.
Shit!
I mean… I mean, El asked me to.
[music intensifies]
[music intensifies]