Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I think it deserves to be told.

Jesus, look at this.

and you're not gonna believe this.

Dad, no, no. Dad.

And we got work to do.

I don't think he'd mind if we looked around a little bit.

Look at me. What do I got? [panting]

[smuggler screams]

You gonna help me, boy?

I can't stop them. At least not without looking like I'm going back on something,

You're the guy who turned me in. You ratted me out.

- No. - I couldn't lose you again.

[Pope] Honestly, I'm kind of glad he got it.

[inhales, exhales]

- Obviously. - Of course not, yeah.

[pensive music continues]

who got probably one of the most valuable objects in all the world,

Come on, son. It's a day of celebration. Bring it on in, boy.

♪ I was met on the road By a face that was mine ♪

[laughing] It just gets better, don't it?

- How bad you think it's gonna be? - Scale of one to ten?

I ain't never had my own room before.

I know that in my heart. Okay?

Yeah, from the wharf to the train yard.

It's all good. I'm ready to get past it if you are.

Hey, hey! Yeah!

We put the two halves together and translate it...

Let me give you my terms. I'm gonna get half of this bitch.

[smuggler grunts]

[Big John panting]

- Oh, Dad, come on. Seriously? - Hey. Just you and me.

- ♪ But if I hurt you... ♪ - [Mrs. Heyward whimpers]

- [chokes] - [somber music intensifies]

♪ Been drowned in white lightning ♪

- [Pope] Rafe. - Rafe.

- What? - Yeah.

[Big John grunting]

[panting] You got that.