Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Nichole?
‐ Did you try to find me? I waited for you.
[echoing] Mommy!
‐ We can get you out.
Jesus, June.
‐ I'm confusing her?
[baby cooing]
[Nicole cries]
MRS. MACKENZIE: Please.
[suspenseful music]
SERENA: Did you give her to Ofjoseph?
Here you go.
are you?
but God requires penance.
I need you to take me there, and then we can head north.
At least your son is in Canada. He's free! With your wife!
[roaring faintly]
MOIRA: Oh, my God.
[vocalizing]
MRS. MACKENZIE: Bring her inside, please?
He has a daughter.
if you haven't noticed.
Come on.
‐ I'm getting myself in deep shit.
‐ Who's "we"? ‐ Friends.
You didn't get in the truck.
She's amazing.
[breathing heavily]
with the still waters and green pastures,
‐ They're safe.
‐ You know what this is?
Okay. Yup.