Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[diner bell dings]
Emily.
[gust of wind blows]
[gun clicks]
[door creaks quietly]
[intense musical build-up]
- A girl. - [thugs laugh hysterically]
No money, nowhere to go.
Maybe I'm the professional type?
[rapid gunfire]
- [metallic blow] - [shouting]
[dramatic music intensifies]
Maybe it was meant to be.
It was nice...
[ominous music]
[stroke of a gong]
Febrairu 26, 2000
It's just a scratch.
I promise I'll explain, but right now I need your help, okay?
Sure.
[whispers] One of the men Sam killed was Jim McAlester's son.
[librarian] Hmm.
♪ The kind of September ♪
[nephew] I have an army.
[cheerful ringtone plays]
- [music intensifies] - [inhales deeply]
- Awakening the Giant Within. - [grunts] Ammo?
[screams]
[both grunting]
[elevator dings]
[quietly] Now, take my finger and put it on the trigger.
[dramatic mariachi music plays]
[ominous music]
Bring your problems...
Killing people was the only thing I knew how to do.
Febrairu 28, 2000
Seconded.
Not a lot of people your age read nowadays.
That was a...
♪ Any way you made it was just fine ♪
- [Sam] Where does it go? - Fucking Narnia.
♪ Didn't I make you feel ♪
[music fades out]
- You motherfu... - [music crescendos]
Tell me.
What did you say your name was?
Take care, and see you on the other side.
- [suspenseful music] - [men cackling]
Put it on speaker.
I told you I had a hunch.
[trees creak quietly]
I get it.
Bad intel.
[whispers] Fuck.
Motherfucker!
[coughing]
[quiet chuckle]
[gunshots]
[gunshot resonates]
Somebody who doesn't know who we really are.
["Try to Remember" by Matt Monro plays]
[nephew] It's a real tragedy
- [Nathan] Is it done? - There's a change of plan.
Now...
- In! - [scoffs] Fine.
because of an eight-year-old girl.
Who sent you to my father?
"No women, no children" type.
[grunts]
[phone rings]
[through gritted teeth] Oh, come on. Come on!
- [music stops] - [high-pitched ringing]
They make all the rules and...
It's gonna be over soon, okay?
♪ And I know It ain't gonna last ♪
Take everybody.
For money?
[Nathan] Someone better start talking.
Leaving us all behind.
[tires screech]
♪ Far above the ocean Deep under the sea ♪
[ominous music]
[man] It's my daughter.
[laughs] I'm driving.