Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Why Chris?!
Barry Berkman: When I die.
-(hyperventilating) -(wounded groaning, thud)
Okay. Okay, go.
Tell me, Barry!
(eerie noises)
-and scare her? -Yeah.
(heavy breathing)
I need you to do that to Natalie.
-Put the fucking gun down! -Berkman, put it fucking down!
Piano!
(screams)
-Enough! Enough! -(Barry screams)
(beep)
-(rapid gunfire) -(screaming)
(Elena muttering)
Barry did this?
(electric buzz, humming)
What, you're gonna go in there and shoot him?
Shut up!
(car engine roaring)
Looking for blockers, still on his feet!
-(crowd cheering on radio) -(indistinct sports announcer)
You're in front of his fucking house! Are you nuts?
Sally: (on phone) What happens now?
Fuck! You fucking bitch!
I am so sorry. I have to take this.
(siren fades away)
(distorted sloshing)
-You... (panting) -Come here. Come here. Come here.
(music playing on radio)