Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Should we call it...
- ♪ Tada! ♪ - [in English] Let's use our inside voices.
- Kentaro did. - What were you doing out there?
Okay, I-- [breathes shakily]
Can you feel my hands?
[breathes heavily]
I was up and out by 5:30. Trying to dodge Mrs. Yee.
your Ethiopian dark roast or food every day.
[breathes deeply]
they get to name it for themselves.
Oh, hey.
Oh, yeah. We'll be there in no time.
- But we don't know that he's dead either. - [sighs]
Who is he now?
I wanna go home. Tell me what I need to do.
[May] Okay... [stammers] ...the sun's coming up.
Mmm. Yeah, of course. It's the first of the month.
- [tires screeching] - [car horn blaring]
[scoffs] I'd like to think I am.
Don't see anything else but me.
- [singing in Japanese] - [May, in English, shushes] Quiet.
Their parents are scared of the giant monsters.
- How was that? [sighs] - You're learning.
[Cate] Okay.
Eva, come on. Just leave it. It's okay.
This must be the path he took.
It's okay. [breathes shakily]
for not telling his kids what he did here?
[Kentaro] Whoa.
He's my problem now.
[sighs]
Have a hysterical breakdown?
One star.
- Colonel, you can stand down. - [sighs]
...after everything you sacrificed for this organization.
[Cate] We need you.
You are goddamn lucky to be alive.
[breathes heavily]
And you already know it.
[inhales deeply]
She's a schoolteacher, okay? No record. The son is "an artist."