Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're welcome.

[Cyrus] Big fan, huh?

They waited until the family slept,

This is solid brass.

I'm a troglodyte.

- Nah, man, you tripping, bro. - [man 1] Yo, this kid is crazy, man.

[ominous music playing]

Did you just do that?

The decisions you make add up.

I want him to watch his hero fall.

No, but I've thrown a lot of people off 'em.

The parents were burned alive,

You save people. That's not a loner.

- [tap creaks open] - [water running]

[Arthur] I'm taking this out of your account.

[Cyrus] Good. They're here.

[Samaritan grunts]

I don't fight back. How am I lucky?

Yeah, well, speak for yourself.

Why didn't you ask me that before you took it?

Unemployment is on the rise and homelessness is at an all-time high

All I know is that Nemesis died that night.

Sounds horrible.

- Come on. Start over there. - Okay.

And instead of busting him, you talked to him.

When I get hurt, my body overheats,

[man shouts indistinctly]

- I want you to start right there. - What?

has only just begun.

[man 1] I swear, I'm gonna beat the crap out of you.

...I was wondering,

Okay, okay! I'll leave!

[panting, grunting]

[men clamoring]

Don't punch me in my face if I don't agree with you.

Man, Cyrus loves Nemesis.

- [Joe groans] - [bones cracking]

Where'd you learn to rip like that?

Now, you can't touch this.

Sorry. I need it for emergencies.

Ever seen one of these before?

[Cyrus] Give up, old man.

- [Arthur laughs] - Okay.

No one can help you but yourself, good guy.

Stay away from my kid.

How old are you, pal?

Yeah. Decided I wanna punch up.

[Farshad] You understand what it makes me look like, when my cousin lies to Cyrus?

[man] Hey, boss.

Stop looking. Stop looking.

Where you going?

I know. But even brass gets tired.

- What happened there? - That?

Why don't you just drink some ice water?

I want the money you cost me.

Yeah. I just pick up garbage for a living. That's what I do.

Okay, I don't know what's more concerning here,

The custodian at your school, right?

[sirens wailing in distance]

This turd owe me money.

[Joe] Thanks, kid.

[tires screech]

[Joe] Maybe, but none of you know what really happened.

My boss wants to meet you, old man.