Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

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

Please. Do yourself a favor.

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

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

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

Okay. I got this.

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

- Come on. - Please.

Any of you skirts ever changed a goddamn tire?

Today! Right now! Why today?

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

You... You go first.

We have to get there and shut them off.

- That work much? - What?

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

Maybe you could move your leg.

Excellent. Put your hands up.

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

All right, get that corner.

Once these bulkhead doors are sealed...

He's met someone.

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

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

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

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

Pick him up. Ease back.

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

Okay, up. One, two, three.

- Go. - Come on.

- Hello. - We're here.

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

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

Assholes, both of you.

Marco Valentine

- Nothing. - No, please.

Hey, Mom, this door is the way up.

- You all right? - Yeah.

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

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

This is not a drill.

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

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

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

Get back, get back.

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

How long? How long?

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

I am sorry. No, excuse me.