Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Okay, so did you get the green ring?
[sighs]
Theo types the suicide message.
- Reinforcements, kids!
- That's direct evidence!
- Corpses?
OSCAR: No, that's the thing.
- Look, do I wish our fans were a little more hip? Yes.
[gasps] You're so pretty.
of the Dimases
- Yeah, I have an idea. Why don't we shove it back into the box,
- We know what you did to Tim Kono.
or see, his father say certain things.
- Okay... So, let's just make sure
- Nice to meet another member of the team. Hi, I'm Jan.
SAM: We call ourselves the Arconiacs.
- It's a good question. - And...
- Teddy Dimas?
Or some thinky shit like that.
- There it is. We're done.
[clears throat]
♪ We'll follow the sun ♪
to be greeted by an ominous warning waiting under his door.
Fully nailed them.
That and, you know, all the whores.
- Oh. - Hey.
How do I put this politely? Reverse-helpful.
[text chimes]
- Well, it's, uh, police talk,
but-- Wait, you know what? That's not true
- We... had sex. Together.
- Oh my god, Putnam, let's go!
you're Tim Kono. [excited laugh]
- It's 5:30 in the morning, and we all know how you need a few takes
- Wait. What do we know?
CHARLES/SAM: Confident they had gotten away with murder.
OMITB has been having a moment,
MABEL: Hey, where'd you get that?
- How did we miss that?
[on phone]: Can you believe that this is how crimes are solved now?
- Our pleasure. It's great.
Okay. They fight.
- Oh, I met up with that Cutter guy. - Oh, that's the jewelry connection.
He is dead.
- I feel like Tim Kono the night that he wrote those suicide notes!