Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Go, go, go. -Yeah, I'm going.

(MANAKER COUGHS)

And then six years ago, he just disappears.

I was told that the box is in my hands.

(MATT SCREAMING)

-Hey, I worry about you, Ri... -Get out of my room!

Tips have been shit lately.

-Nothing. -Then you have chosen...

their suffering.

And what would it feel like?

All right. You good?

(METAL CREAKING)

So if I solve it, do I get a prize?

-Okay. Yes, yes, Riley. -But, I...

It's not on the floor. I'm not seeing it anywhere.

She won't answer.

THE WEEPER: Release yourself.

I'll take it if you don't want it.

offers choices to whoever holds the final configuration.

Trevor, what are you doing, man?

I don't understand.

it will be yours to wield.

-Riley, we need to... What? -COLIN: Hey, leave it.

But the box I leave in yours.

Trevor, the switch!

-I don't want them. -Yes, you do.

So, what else you got?

And then they come to collect.

And yet he is chosen.

All right, look up.

Perhaps we were wrong

Hey, come on. Come on.

Like you mean it.

Okay. So, you know how I always make runs down to the warehouse district?

like, from the cube into that?

Just put the fucking thing down.

Who touched it?

You see where I'm going?

No, I know. I mean...

-I'm trying. -Okay.

My name's Riley McKendry,

You have visitors.

TREVOR: Okay, um...

Don't apologize.

I mean, what should we do?

Knowing everything you've done, everyone you've hurt