Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[doorbell rings]

[woman] Excuse me.

Please stay together.

He was in bad shape. I made it worse.

Delete the recording.

[laughing] Protection?

So we still have no idea who he is.

where I tracked down that blue Jeep,

something we all pray would never happen again.

She may still be at lunch.

So far, we've come up empty.

They say anything strange to you?

No, he's not. I checked.

Well, if you're thinking it's him, you're wrong.

that features a squirrel that's running on a wire wheel.

Tell me what you want me to say, and I'll say it.

[chuckles softly]

That was then. Those days are over.

You recognize the van?

No, I can't. But I want to thank the dedicated people

at some corporation off the Dulles Toll Road.

[indistinct conversations]

He looks like you.

turn down the temperature, keep the peace.

Okay. I need to see some ID.

- It doesn't matter. - Well, it matters to me.

I need to confirm her contacts and travel

- Thank you. - Don't thank me.

I'm not going back.

what they did...

I haven't been up here for a while,

- If she's busy, I can wait. - No.

Door stays open. Make it quick, 'cause this never happened.

I don't believe anybody else believes it, either.

[electricity buzzing]

She prefers to remain anonymous.

[sighs] What's your position here?

You must have seen him somewhere.

Could I have your name?

Did they say why?