Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We're going to have to reshoot anyway,
No?
[Kinsey] I can't believe we're just going to school
There's something I want to ask you about.
[door slams]
What do you want from me, Kinsey?
- [Tyler softly pants] - Yes.
[sighs]
[arcade chatter]
[beaded curtains clink]
not thinking about the tides.
Right. See, even my pronunciation feels repressed. [chuckles]
Yeah, I know. Pulled a hamstring last week during practice.
[car rumbles away]
they died.
I haven't found any more.
[light crunching and squishing]
[dubious instrumentals]
Listen, I wanted to offer my apologies for yesterday.
high school romances, who cares? But...
- [Tyler] Hey. - Dude, it's fine. We do this all the time.
["Exits" by Foals plays]
- You know Rendell? - Oh, very well.
[descending footsteps]
But I didn't think you were actually going to drown me in blood.
[foreboding instrumentals]
It makes them hallucinate.
- I'll go grab him. - No, I can wait.
People think we're weird enough already.
but they were all good kids.
Bode?
- I see. [laughs] - [chuckles]
[lively instrumentals]
- ♪ There's no birds left to fly ♪ - [car breaks whine]
[ominous instrumentals]
[curious instrumentals intensify]
But you know, with that being said,
so we offered him friendship in exchange for wearing a suit that doesn't breathe.
- You, too. - All right.
[door closes]
- ♪ We'll hide out ♪ - [gearshift cranks]
At the, uh...
[key opening crinkles]
[scoffs] You just lost a key that could take you anywhere?
- [splattering] - [Sam, echoed and sing-songy] Kinsey...
That's how this stuff always works.
And... action.
[door creaks open]
I'm going to get my hair blown out.
So nice to meet you. [laughs]
Kinsey, scream.
- I didn't mean to spy on you. - [door closes]
I'd be an idiot to want anything from you, Tyler,
Seriously.
- [door creaks open] - [wind whirs]
- I don't know. It was... - [crow caws]