Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You... You go first.

Christian, do you think it's possible for you to stop calling me "sir"?

- Come on. - Please.

I am thinking, "What's behind it?"

And so, what better way to celebrate the birth of a new year...

Assholes, both of you.

No. No. No. No, Nelson, don't.

You just won't. I mean, come on, it's ridiculous. It's too far, you know it.

- That work much? - What?

Today! Right now! Why today?

Christian Church! Do you think it's possible for you to quit calling me sir?

- Go. - Come on.

Now, what kind of kid can't find her way home?

Come on, let's go. Look for a way up, everybody.

He says I can bunk with him, you know, for passage.

Maybe you could move your leg.

Guess what. Your friend the captain wants you to blow the New Year's horn.

...so we are, at most, several hours from rescue.

- Get back. - Wait a minute. I got something here.

Okay, up. One, two, three.

I am sorry. No, excuse me.

- Nothing. - No, please.

Excellent. Put your hands up.

Get back, get back.

- I remember, Dad. - Hey, Ramsey, come on.

- Hello. - We're here.

- Hey, we're here. - Can you hear us?

This is not a drill.

- Conor. Conor, can you crawl up here? - Yeah.

Hey, Mom, this door is the way up.

We need something up here we could use as a screwdriver.

Marco Valentine

- You all right? - Yeah.

Pick him up. Ease back.

We throw it up into the props, and it will jam everything up.

...so I meet this guy at a club, he works on a ship.

Please. Do yourself a favor.

I wouldn't put a lot of faith in what the captain has to say. I am an architect.

- I... Nothing. - Try pulling it up.

Then your daughter's dead too, and leaving this room won't help.

Once these bulkhead doors are sealed...

- What do you do, Mr. Dylan? - First name.

All right, get that corner.

We have to get there and shut them off.

How long? How long?

He's met someone.

- Where's Robert? - The engines were running.

Any of you skirts ever changed a goddamn tire?

Okay. I got this.