Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm not doing that, okay?
The other ones, you know, they weren't the ones.
Patients will not be able to use their phones.
- [Anna] It's not forever. I love you. - Mom. Mom.
Your dad's not playing some trick on us? I mean, why would he help us?
♪ I don't wanna wait ♪
Did you just make that up? [scoffs] Sounds like bullshit.
- [groans] - [Rafe] Come on. Come on, you got it.
Topper might've already called the police.
- You gooned your own daughter? - [Mike] Hey! You gave us no choice.
what you and your friends destroyed.
I heard some bullshit.
Actually, um,
- Who are you? - [man 2] Look.
She's had some tough family news.
- I got it. - [Rafe] You good?
- Um... - [Rafe] Hey.
Just hold out as long as you can. If you gotta go, we'll meet you there.
Yeah. Yeah. It is, isn't it?
Jj core
- JJ! - [panting]
[girls talking indistinctly]
I'm staying.
Can I help you, son?
Okay. [grunts]
so if you don't wanna get on the plane, I get it.
Where are you, Kie?
[Anna] You have to try.
[upbeat instrumental music ends]
Um, do you mind if I use the restroom?
to contact the outside world for the first six weeks of their stay.
You know, John, all the men who have held this idol
It's yours, son. You're the man now. You proved yourself, okay?
Locky's telling you he saw Ward Cameron at Skinners?
On top.
[Sarah panting]
[Barracuda] It's gonna be a lot easier if you do it now.
It's a test
- Yep. - Bus is waiting. All aboard.
with your hoodlum friends.
- [Kie] Nice to meet you. - [Barracuda] That bar's for safety.
No, no, no, no! I'm okay.
You literally just promised John B would go away, you'd stay here with me.
[Ward] That's good.
What are you doing? You just seeing John B off or what?
I'm... I'm related to her. I'm her cousin.
Yeah, I'm good. I'm good.
[ominous music plays]
Is that you?
including bad news.
Really?
- No, dude. No, no, no, no, no. - Gimme the keys.
[tense music ends]
I honestly get that temptation. I really do.
y'all really are some Kooks.
I'm not taking the bait, Top.
- Well... - [door closes]
[Singh scoffs]
Much worse.
[woman sniffles]
So glad you're not stalling.
Thank you, baby.
- Go on, go. - Shh.
No skin off your nose. Just a lottery ticket.
Patients will work to be diligent and polite.
[panting]
You know, I really need to get her something nice to welcome her back.
Rafe!