Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[revelatory music playing]
Show some respect, Landon.
chipping it here, as you can see.
[male voice] Hello, there. Welcome, guests.
[pained groaning]
[sighs]
[exhales slowly]
[tires squealing]
The distillery opened in 1921 in a small suburb of Kyoto,
yes.
I've never touched this stuff.
[dramatic music continues]
[Randall] Maybe this is a dumb question,
[door opening]
Get in! Get in! Get in!
She keeps me alive.
You never said anything about a J.
-[Guy chuckles] -Come on, man. No one ever calls me Randy.
[strained scream]
Ah, the gold AK. Well, that is Hector's story to tell. Hector!
-Aztec, huh? -[Targ] Oh.
I serve her.
for a viewing at The Sandpiper House."
Yikes.
[growling stops]
[Hector screaming painfully]
[snarling]
[dramatic music playing]
hand-milled,
-[Randall] Oh, fuck! -[Charlotte screams]
Only a select few buyers in the world. Its purity is the highest ever recorded.
[inhaling deeply]
[inhaling]
but I'll let you off the hook there, Landon.
[electricity crackling, sparking]
[Charlotte] Well, it looks amazing and sounds amazing. [chuckles]
[dramatic music playing]
[groaning]
[snarling]
[revelatory music playing]