Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Uh, sure. - l was wondering if you're free

l believe in a lot of things.

- When are you gonna be back? - lf we catch him, before nightfall.

But the good news is, we over-insured it.

- l'll go and find him. - No.

- How we gonna do that? - Don't move.

- How long's it been, Abuelito? - 52 years.

Still in the service?

You ought to let me finish.

Why did you make me put that thing on?

The numbers are cursed.

l'm tired of trying to remember what happened to me out there.

You might have read about it. Eight-something people died.

The ship slammed into rocks, ran aground.

Are you worried about me?

- Sam used the numbers. - Yep.

Okay, that thing in the woods...

to be able to do things for the people l care about.

But when you first found her, the French chick,

- Hi. ls this Sam Toomey's house? - lt is. l'm his wife.

You believe in that? Luck?

Keeping watch for arsonists.

Thank you! Oh, God, thank you.

How do you know?

but Sam's been dead for four years.

Anything terrible that happened to anyone around us,

Fine. Don't tell me.

Uh, maybe scope out some, uh, new fishing area.

Don't know, dude? Or don't want to?

Until one night, about 1 6 years ago,

All l need is five minutes.

l'm a big guy. l get dehydrated easy.

Coordinates, yeah.

[chuckles] l don't think so.

Well, take these numbers she wrote down a bunch of times.

Shannon translated it.

- Phone number? - lt's nothing. lt's just something...

l could use a bit of the wide open.