Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, guys. They're coming again.
But we should be doing this shit together
Give it to me!
RILEY: It's happening.
-(DOOR SLAMS) -(GASPS)
Is this what you're talking about?
(GRUNTS)
The gate's open.
Isn't the first time we've had to track her down.
Christ, Matt, I'm fucking clean.
(MACHINERY CREAKING)
No.
-Give it to me, Serena. -No.
Matt.
I don't know. I don't know.
(GROANS)
(COLIN SOBBING)
Yeah, you know, I should go. I've got a lot of paintings to deliver.
Have you found it?
You shouldn't be here right now. You guys shouldn't be here.
What you're after is dangerous.
(SIGHS) Uh...
What would you ask of us?
COLIN AND TREVOR: Riley!
I don't remember.
We have such sights to show you.
What are we gonna do?
(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)
OMINOUS VOICE: That blade
How do you know about this?
Trevor, what the fuck are you... Trevor!
-Riley. -No, I just...
(GRUNTING)
We are...
(WHEEZES)
Did I break you?
COLIN: We talked to Trevor and came to find you.
All right.
If not you, another. Choose.
(CLICKS)
I'm sorry.
Go.
-Fuck! -(LAUGHS)
Oh, God, please, God.
Tell your God I've got its disciples.
Riley!
Stand up!
Jesus.
Serena, please give it back.
TREVOR: Sorry for trying to fucking help.
Just take it back.
That's the turn. We missed it.
No, it's fine, Trevor. I just think maybe...
-Is there any luck? -RILEY: No.
It's happening again. I know that this guy
It's basically a workday for me, so...
We don't have time for this.
It keeps them out.
One of the switches.
You're a coward. You should have opened it yourself.
Argh!
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Forget I said anything
RILEY: Oh, my God. Nora.
Riley, come on!
Heaven?
(BOTH MOANING)
(RILEY GRUNTS)
It's...
And then the last.
(NORAH GROANS)
Okay? You're just going to regret this later.
Come with us.
It worked on the big one. We have to assume it'll work on another.
-Could you give us a second? -Seriously?
Bring me back.
I want you to have fun. I'm not out here trying to police your every life choice.
(GASPS)
Get me out of here. There's a panel behind the bar.
Well, can we find out? There has to be a name somewhere.
We have to stop the bleeding or at least slow it down a little bit.
(SCREAMS)
What the fuck is that? What the fuck is that?
(RUMBLING)
(GASPS)
No, you came because of me, because it's my fault.
Take me!
Do you know the combination?
(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)
RILEY: What is that? Fuck.