Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Get me out of here.

Look at me. Promise me you will not come out again.

Think we got a hallway here.

Stay with me, dude! I am coming, my friend!

- Get back. Back up. Ready? - Just open the valve.

- Is there a way out? - I am sure there is.

Come on. Keep coming.

- I can't stay up, Mom. - Yes, you can.

- Tell me I am wrong. - Dad.

- Please help me. Please. - Okay.

Thank you, sir.

The entertainment section's up there.

Control room's underwater. He wouldn't let me go. He shut them down.

Three, two, one. Push.

- Come on. All right. - That's it. Don't look down, honey.

You were never on the swim team.

Maggie. Maggie. Hey, hey.

Give me your water and your hankie, sweetie.

- Know what I mean? - Hurry up and lift the thing.

Do you ever win?

He made his home on the ocean floor in a palace of coral and gems.

I am sure that you know this whole song, so I don't have to sing it for you.

- Let's try the new vent. - I can't go. I am sorry.

Shake him off. Now.

A coin, a ring, anything.

Look at me. Dylan's here, and we're going to get you out, okay?

Yeah, Robert, that door is extremely hot, but it's our only choice.

Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One.

- Come on. - You go first.

- Oh, baby. - Mom.

Oy vey, that would be ironic.

If you got a better idea, I am all ears...

You better be right. Flood it.

It's the only way out.

So, what do you think? You too big for a piggyback ride?

...is your desperate single woman hoping to meet a guy, and you sure don't fit the bill.