Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm fucking dying in this place.

RILEY: Oh, my God.

I'm really tired of being broke.

I think he's going to start going into shock.

How could you do that?

You should have made sure.

everything afforded to man,

The hell I don't.

Were you having a bad dream?

(PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

I'm not questioning you,

-(ARGUING INDISTINCTLY) -(BREATHING RAGGEDLY)

and that makes me want to fucking swing on him.

That's why we're laying all this out, okay?

Hey, Colin. What's up?

We need to get out of here.

-(TREVOR GRUNTS) -(RILEY SHUDDERS)

What do you think?

Apparently, it might not even be his.

You wanted me to tell you...

and they're all loosely connected to him

What is it you pray for?

We have to go there.

Turn me around.

Okay, I see what you're trying to do.

-Listen... -Shh, shh!

Well, no. Um...

I'll see if I can find some kind of appraiser,

(GARAGE DOOR OPENING)

Lay him down right here.

What's in the shipment?

Riley, look at me.

(WHISPERS) Maybe it's a bad time.

-Fuck, okay. Give me your belt. -What?

And my concern is you.

It's not exactly what was supposed to happen, but listen.

I thought you'd never ask!

MATT: I missed you tonight? Where'd you go?

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

COLIN: You good?

Can't hurt him if he doesn't know.

You're gonna be okay.

I'm here for a reason.

I give you their blood,

I don't know, okay?

So long, Colin.

Riley, it's not like that.

How did you get it to change,

I mean, it was supposed to take her, okay? But I...

-(CLATTERING) -Hey, chill.

We wish to see you proceed.

RILEY: (MUFFLED) I know that it sounds crazy,

I'm sorry, I've got nothing else for you.