Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll… never do anything to you again.
Billie, come on.
[young Jade] Get off! Get off!
I remember when I was nine. My sister and I, we, uh…
[sizzles]
One. Me.
[announcer] Good morning, Raccoon City High!
[all chanting] Fight! Fight! Fight!
Dave.
[phone vibrates]
[young Billie] Didn't have a choice.
Just… just do it.
Three, two, one.
[animal screeching]
♪ It's bleak, anticlimactic ♪
[alert moaning]
Not Apple. Not Google.
-I mean, it worked for me. -No, it didn't.
But they were wrong.
[thumping]
[indistinct shouting]
And they don't think you're a psycho either.
♪ I tell myself these little myths I don't even believe in ♪
[panting]
Mr. Wesker, this girl was attacked.
[Albert sighs deeply]
And these days, everyone gets a trophy, everyone's special, but…
[students clamoring]
what do you think they're going to do, Dave?
♪ That you want me to ♪
-[thuds] -Elon Musk?
-Why? -Come on. You know.
They'll never let you in.
[paw steps running away]
[dramatic music]
[effort grunting]
[hisses]
[indistinct chatter]
♪ Wanna see what you can take ♪
[dog grumbling]
[Yen] Tate!
She's a survivor.
-Are you having a good day? -Uh-huh.
He was scary.
[notification tone]
[sobbing] Billie.
[footsteps rustling]
But with a little inspiration and a lot of hard work, well…
[scooter hums]
[scoffs]
[zipper rasps]
Oh, my God.
Billie Wesker.
-Hey. -I didn't want to ruin it.
I wa…
[serious music]