Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[in Japanese] Start the match!
-Damn it! -It's okay, love. It'll come to you.
Yeah.
Like a sonic fingerprint.
Look familiar?
Stan's mum.
back to here, the… the White Buffalo Suite.
Look at that painting.
I'm starting to wonder if I even have that.
Viktor.
[Diego] Stan!
[electricity humming]
♪ Look back, look back ♪
[engine stops]
It's gone.
[vibrations subsiding]
I can take it.
♪ C'mon, jump into my bobsled ♪
Sorry is what you say when you spill a glass of milk,
[Diego] So, Stan… is adopted. Okay.
I don't know.
[police sirens wailing]
I mean, it was kind of like a dream.
Him.
[Lila] Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! No!
Really, I am. I just…
Stan?
Anybody see you?
Open it.
[distant police sirens wailing]
[energy zapping]
Dad believed in science, facts.
[shockwave pulsing]
[wind blowing gently]
No matter when or where you are, we're both always gon' be with you,
[heavy footsteps pounding]
[shockwave pulsing]
Yeah, I know, I know…
[sniffs]
["Into My Soul" by Gabin playing]
with your ears.
[deep voice lowing]
[emotional string music playing]
Yes, I know.
Please stop.
Stan!
Thank you for before, letting us finish what we needed to do.
[door closes]
The way that I loved you.
[Sloane sniffles]
Okay? Hey. Hey. He's okay.
[Lila] Stan?
[fire crackling]
He cared about people. He was selfless and… and kind--
I don't think you understand. I'm one of his children.
[Sloane weeping]
No, but I don't think I can keep you hidden up here forever.
[Lila] Come on.
-That's enough! -[Reginald] No!
[engine revving]