Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[clears throat]

Aye, sir. Brilliant idea.

I guess I'm worried you're not thinking clearly.

Hey, Burton? Yeah. Tell her to shut her eyes.

What if you kept thinking it?

hid that fucking weed in the attic and I found it?

Which'll do wonders to erode a person's attention span.

from seven weeks ago.

Dodge and delay.

We called it the Blood Plague.

- Indulge me. - [snaps fingers]

What were you watching when I walked up?

I wanna call them about that headset.

- [Burton] You okay, buddy? - [Leon] Hey, hey, Conner!

Someone from here, I presume.

Maybe you do, too.

but I wanted to grab a rare moment

I'll run your blood work, get you in for a CT scan

This is a private space, Mr. Netherton.

Who the fuck are you?

Do you know how the RI accomplished the task?

Disturbing you.

Never saw one you couldn't master.

That's not really exploring, now, is it?

What did you find?

There was no shortage of that in the Jackpot certainly.

Get the fuck out of my room, Burton, now.

You don't need to say sorry.

[Leon] I think that's the wrong way to put it,

Shit. I forgot about Chemistry Ms. Perry.

as the edge of the cliff.

It means, "He who wants peace."

What are you doing here?