Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- For who, Secret Service? - One more guess.
Ma'am.
[pained grunt]
[Reece grunting and panting]
Two, three hours.
It was fucking you.
I initiated a DCIS investigation.
Every step.
You told me, and I quote,
Ben.
♪ This shell of bloody...
♪ Every day, you love me less ♪
You know, when I left Quantico,
[straining]
♪ Finger on the trigger, finger on the trigger ♪
So you're saying that you didn't know about the tumors?
[groaning]
a moral and professional obligation to address.
I owe you one.
- [silenced gunshots] - [man shouts]
From right here, honey.
♪ Oh, the higher I'll rise ♪
Yeah.
Those men didn't just die!
[treadmill beeps]
I swear, I wanted to help you.
Tony, do you have eyes on Reece?
I was in the war room during Odin's Sword.
[gasps]
[indistinct radio chatter]
Yeah, she does.
It's okay.
Well, I still trust you, don't I?
It doesn't matter. She lit the fuse.
The trouble with you and your reporting is
♪ ♪