Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Would you mind?

We bring back Shady Sands.

aren't among them.

- ...as we remember. - [all] As we remember.

Oh, I'm, uh, very familiar with you guys.

- I'm from a vault. - So you are.

[ominous music playing]

Take Sheriff Troy's guns away.

...by covering ourselves in their ashes.

I like Barb, okay?

[suspenseful music playing]

into potential competitors.

First of its kind.

♪ And skies are blue once again ♪

That was a great take. You happy?

♪ Lonely hours ♪

Why, Sorrel Booker.

We're in a vault.

- Vault-Tec's the fucking devil, man. - My wife works there.

Yeah, you might be right about that.

Thanks for coming.

The company's filled with guys like him.

[Troy] Destroying a legitimate business?

Take its fusion core.

but what do you say you and me knock back a couple of piña coladas by the pool,

[grunts softly]

[eerie music playing]

What, you don't take in surface dwellers in your vault?

where you'll wave howdy to any one of your 200 neighbors

[Troy scoffs] Sorry,

So, you do not need to tell me how bad war is, Coop.

- [laughs] - Vault-Tec is a private corporation

I'm sure if we came to your home

You don't meet a natural-born vault dweller every day.

to make sure that it don't work out.

were they thinking? Every time I walk into my own house,

Beautiful home, Mr. Howard.

Oh, and we only have one foosball table, so if you want to play,

That was weird, right?

But these newcomers, ooh, let me tell you,

You had a rotten human tooth lodged in your shoulder.

And now you can be a hero, too.

No dogs in the vaults. Says who?

I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to go back on our deal

We're in the best place in the world.

Nope. It does not.

Excuse me. Your wine.

You don't get it. That is the best we can possibly hope for.

the, um... that's the policy.

[all] Oh, Flame Mother,

I think what you're doing here is a really good thing.

I was 11 and traveled with her to Filly.

We can't thank you enough for letting us in and taking care of us.

All I'm asking is

[Sorrel] Sheriff Rex.

Guess how much they paid me for that.

as we remember.

Oh, I must have killed nine or ten people.

Am I right? [chuckles]

[Lloyd] Uh, no, not yet.