Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Elsie.
Let's make a deal.
No more lies. OK?
Ai! Ai!
had Clementine bring me here for a reason.
Your wife's gone, Juliet's gone...
'Bout time.
Why?
but you don't.
Whew.
And how long you been here?
It was Larry, he forced me
Everything's fine.
I think my sense of humor is fuckin' intact.
Bernard.
Where did you go when you rotated out?
No. Hey.
Truth is, I'm a son of a bitch.
Hey, hey, hey.
_
Besides, if you aim to cheat the devil,
I... I...
n-n-no safeguards.
T-T-Tablet.
In truth... (CHUCKLES)
In reference to a database much larger
Elsie, wait!
Our arrangement's been a perfect fit,
And don't worry.
Logan!
I'm not sure.
_
Whew.
And by the looks of it, unsuccessfully.
There was only ever the devil.
We're in Sector 22. I mean, there's nothing out here for miles.
(CRYING)