Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Agent Gates has been working with the detection system.

Again? You've dated me before?

It is something I can't change, something I can't escape. I'm stuck.

Probably has official-sounding euphemisms for them, like "unfriendlies" or "non-sapiens".

When we get to the library, look out for victims they're keeping alive for the sacrifice.

That's it! I am way past through with you.

- Xander. - What? He wants to die, I wanna help.

- What happened? - It's my fault. I should have known.

Cannot confirm. I couldn't get close without drawing attention to myself.

- Where did it go? - It's gone.

You're not even worth it.

- What's got 'em all worked up? - Earthquakes. They make everybody crazy.

Which is exactly the attitude I'm talking about. Look, I know the risks of what we do.

And hey, bulletin: I'm not the only one who's been a little less than honest here.

and something called the Word of Valios.

It's the earthquake. That symbol is...

It's just you're amazing. Your speed, your strength.

Thank you. I bought it at a sorcerer's estate sale.

Thrash band. Anvil-heavy guitar rock with delusions of Black Sabbath.

You're trying to get us to dust you.

No, they won't. Because Claw Boy is not getting all of his ingredients.

And it's either mating season for this thing or it's movin' all over town.

Listen, we're gonna go get some drinks. Cool to see you.

I've got the bones!

- I guess we have to talk. - I guess we do.

It's ooky. We know him. We can'tjust let him poof himself.

- I second that revulsion. - Yes.

I mean, I know the Percy thing isn't really important.

I mean, neither one of you is making much of a go at it.

Paintball. Yeah, I was playing paintball. And then the aftershock...

- We have an alpha code-blue situation. - One of ours?