Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You go that way, you die.
There you go. Put your hand right there.
Will you please take me and my mom?
Come on. Come on.
Good.
Oh, my God.
What do you mean?
Don’t you think we could find a zillion places...
- Now give me a stirrup. - Okay, okay.
He didn't mean to hurt me.
Maggie, here.
Okay. Now put your back up against this wall. Come on.
We're going to find another way out of here. Break into twos.
This is a ballast tank. They fill these up to keep the ship stable.
Yeah, when today?
You did great.
Watch.
Jen, come on, we got to go.
Go.
Depends. Was it?
Help. Somebody. Please, please.
Paddle.
Flare.
Chris, wait. Come back and get Conor.
Go on, go. Grab her, grab her. You got her?
Dad. Dad, let it go, okay? Please.
Got elected. Man of the people.
Superheats the air. Burns the lungs like rice paper.
This room is a giant air bubble holding up the ship.
Dylan.
We get into the propeller tubes and the only thing between us and the outside...
I am so sorry.
Just stay there. Wait for me.
WHAT A NIGHTMARES WHAT A NIGHTMARE
Here.
I think it's off-limits to guests.
Nelson.
Another way up, anybody?
Go up.
I am going up. And out through the bottom.
He's going to take them both down.
Excellent, excellent, excellent, yes.
- Shit. Pick it up. - Hold it.
Hey.
Come on.
I know it's been a while, God, and I have been out of touch...
Come on.
- Hey, hey. You work here, right? - Yeah.
You okay?
Never really works to pull when all you really needed was some good pushing.
I need somebody's help.
...and don't for one second think you can stop me.
Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven.
Conor.
You're not.
...before we run out of air? It's our only option.
I am going to die. I am going to die.
No, you need to listen to me for a second. I am not going back, Dad.
...and all the years to come.
Happy New Year.