Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Rather than threatening the only two guys that can make you filthy rich,

[Barry] I'll be damned.

Your parents are not going to appreciate me shacking up.

Well, let's hope not. I had enough of this treasure hunting.

I have to call you back.

["Boys in the Wood" by The Black Lips ends]

Show them your hands, John B. You wanna get shot?

[tense music continues, stops]

Shit, I don't got parents right now.

Besides, what were we gonna do with that cross anyway?

You come in peace.

John B, they're getting away!

Getting kicked out of this place in three weeks anyway.

- [Pope] Welcome to the Outer Banks, Cleo. - [Cleo] You're crazy, Pope.

♪ And you were there ♪

This cross is mine. You're taking it from me.

♪ Go back down ♪

♪ Go back down ♪

Or should I say Mrs. Routledge?

so... I want you to steal it.

[Kie] Something almost happened

- It's traceable. - [sniffles]

- Was that the diary they took? - Yeah.

I'll find a museum.

[engine revving]

Move, move. Hey!

Oh my God. "The captain refused to make the delivery,

What do you want?

- [Big John] You know this guy, right? - Yes, yes.

I'm Big John Routledge.

I'll have an ironclad alibi,

-♪ I love your precious heart... ♪ - Nobody's called me. [sniffles]

[John B] Six o'clock, back here. Don't be late.

- You're losing momentum. - Are you critiquing my driving now?

- It doesn't. - We already have the gold.

[Sarah panting]

We'll talk. That's good. This is good.

[Big John groans]

[John B] That's them.

What about Rafe?