Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't think the Commanders feel the same way.
It's all right, dear.
Never thought I'd give it to you in person.
[door closes]
Our son's freedom will be what sustains me.
She won't use it.
How do we get her back?
Perhaps a promise to advance more humanitarian efforts?
but maybe that's genetic.
They took those pictures for me.
[Aunt Lydia] Thank you, dear.
[chuckles softly]
so she gets the proper nutrition.
He would still be yours, of course, if you're released.
We mustn't forget how valuable she has been in this district.
[somber cello music playing]
What's goin' on? Why's all this out?
To atone for all the trouble you've caused.
You look well. How are you feeling?
It could impact her ability to conceive.
Getting her out's impossible.
She's safe now.
She's not here.
We can do it together.
[Aunt Lydia] Such childish nonsense.
If it hadn't been for Janine's intervention,
I just... I sliced up some peaches and...
Yeah, and you're Mother of the Year.
Well, we have tried to be understanding with her.
Then we got bombed.
Oh, I pled my case for months, trying to visit.
[gasps]
-[door locks, beeps] -Warren is here, too,
[scoffs] I mean, nobody so far. Not in Canada.
There's Guardians everywhere.
How are you? How's Angela?
In exchange for his freedom.