Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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