Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

to prove yourself worthy

- [tense music plays] - Hey, come back.

So, uh, I'm gonna need about eight hours for liberation.

- Hurry. Hurry. - [JJ] Just give me an hour.

[Kie] Where are we going? Is it this way?

Okay, well, as much as I would love to ghost my parents again, I can't.

We're not done.

It's a long story. No time to explain though.

But I'm just looking for someone. I'm looking... looking for...

[Ward groaning]

- [Kie] Go. - [siren wailing]

- They're coming now. - I gotta talk to you. Come here quick.

- I meant to call you last night. - Oh, you meant to call me last night?

when you're cashing in.

Like I'm supposed to believe that? All right, um, well, then where is she?

Thing just went up.

Rule number one, don't do flashy shit, like pay off a mortgage

[JJ] Wilderness camp.

Right, Judge Thornton's grandson.

- Yes. We don't have any other choice. - Just stick to the plan. Come on.

Her parents already hate me. All right?

Yeah, you know why I'm here.

[Pope] Pop, please.

I mean, I'm practically an adult.

[tense music plays]

I don't know what you're talking about. I don't do illegal things.

You got 59 minutes, JJ.

Do not come on my property. Not even a little bit.

- You people are crazy! - [door opens]

- Uh, no, thanks. - [man 1] Kiara, it'll just take a second.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- That's all you did. - Is it done already, man?

All right, we're gonna do this your way.

No, I cannot promise that.

Let's just say you're not gonna see her for a while. All right?

[exhales] Did you actually convince your pops this time or...

[motorcycle engine revving]

- JJ? - [chickens clucking]

Topper Thornton has officially pressed charges against John B Routledge.

Right, yeah. Yes, it's... it's, uh... it's Topper Thornton.

And get me some backup, will you?

We sent her someplace where she can try and rebuild

[JJ] Little change of plans. They did it. They sent Kiara to the wilderness camp.

[woman] Oh, I'm sure it is, sweetie, but we have a policy.

I have a message for one of your campers here. Um...

I know you're smarter than me,

[Sarah exhales]

Failure to adhere to the rules will result in time in the reflection cabin.

[sirens blaring closely]

We'll find another way. [panting]