Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

My boss just got a file with the intel you tried to pitch me.

Now, either you're cursed,

-[Wyatt sniffles] -...there was a... a split-second

I'm just not there yet.

It's my next stop.

There's a stray dog that keeps coming into my yard.

-No. -Progress?

Am I the fruit, Marty?

And don't tell me it's complicated.

I-- I promised Ben that I wouldn't tell them we were there.

Ruth's in the hospital.

-Um... -[sniffles]

we came across some internal documents

A daughter who doesn't want to know who killed her father.

You don't seem too friendly.

I can't just pick up and leave.

Oh, you had us worried.

[Three] Is Wyatt around?

This picture's a little blurry, but I'm sure you recognize him.

Also, you'll be hearing from the IRS.

No, I'm not saying that at all. This stuff never crosses the border.

Yeah, that's what I told her, but she wasn't taking it for an answer.

♪ I wanna see something That used to be ♪

-My fucking ribs. Aah! -Okay.

-...but it feels more like cartel to me. -You're gonna have to go, okay?

[Sue] So, tell me,

Cosgrove? Frank Jr.?

And that's why I had to kill him.

One, maybe. Two?

I think I might have been wrong about you.

How do you think she's doing?

I bet he didn't think twice about killing your father.

I owed you at least that.

The Langmore curse?

I was in charge of them.

Shh. It's all right, it's all right.

♪ Only you know What you have been through ♪

-Okay, wait, wait. Let me down. -Okay. Shh.

Which is why I thought

so you had them killed.

and some unexpected...

Just relax. You're in the hospital.

-and now they're dead. -I know.

And Agent Maya, well, she didn't seem particularly in our pocket.

I think we experienced a real breakthrough in our last session.

Oh, is that right? Because one of them was a CI.

How are you feeling?

We discussed it.

I-- I-- I didn't get a good look.

[Evans] What kind of car do you drive?

I thought you said Ruth did okay with the FBI.

-Is that a problem? -No.

You know, Sheriff Nix told me

Answer's the same as it was five minutes ago.

So, get a new phone, call Wendy.

Tell Marty and Wendy that...

Well, um... I mean, they can't access your records

One day your time will come

[exhales sharply, grunts]

Like somebody took me apart and put me back together the wrong way.

-Hmm. I was gonna tell her myself. -Hmm.