Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[metal clinks]
Hey, sweetie. Yeah, just here with Albert.
Yeah. Well, fucking insane is kind of what we do, so…
[sighs]
Come on. That whole show and that's all I get?
[loud rumbling]
[medicines shaking]
Albert.
You know, work, work, work.
[somber music]
Things he thought I couldn't handle.
[object beeping]
Clear the tent.
But believe me when I say we have weapons of our own.
-[stun gun buzzes] -[grunts]
[young Jade] Shit.
-Oh, I'm sorry-- -Fix it.
Fine.
on this ship somewhere safe.
-[thumps] -[gasps]
Bert.
Billie, put your seatbelt on.
Should I initiate tracking protocols?
-What? -Hilarious.
His twin?
-The Umbrella police? -[Simon] Jade.
You hear yourself?
I bet everything on this.
problems.
-Umbrella. -Oh, shit.
I can't.
[humming]
[sighs]
[growls]
[groans]
[Evelyn] Look.
-[grunting] -[thwacks]
You brought a gun this time.
[approaching footsteps]
♪ And it's looking for something to eat ♪
It is a big deal because it's not unlimited.
[groaning]
[clears throat]
No, absolutely not. We're not there yet.
♪ And it's looking for something to eat ♪
-[Evelyn] How is he? -[Roth] So far, so good.
[panting]
Bert's notes. Get to work.
You left.
Clean up your mess.
So, uh, best to keep the bitch around. Right, E?
What is wrong with you?