Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[metal clamors]

It's not a request, Monk.

[Jensen] You don't know how bad it is down there.

[organs squish]

That is your family down there.

[Joe] There's nothing we can do.

which is for you to stay.

-[Kiel] What the-- -...way, Jose!

[Kiel] We can't stay here.

[speaking Mandarin]

[Joe] S he can't wait to see you.

[woman yelling]

[Volkov] Life support at 74 percent.

to keep us alive and get us home!

[station rumbles]

Was it Gerlach who gave...

Of course I know Mundy.

then, with the power generated

so they would feel safe.

A little sadder perhaps.

[breathes heavily]

might unleash demons?

what I wanted to say the last time we spoke was...

[Schmidt] Tam figured out what we've been doing wrong.

I don't get it.

[exhales deeply]

maybe we'll try again.

[indistinct chatter]

[Joe] Listen, just get to the Delaware coast.

It'll only get worse.

I've double checked the radio target, but the target's gone.

[Kiel] We have a job to do.

[fighter jets soar]

Because I disinfect the decks every 72 hours.

[mission control] We've all got fingers crossed here at Mission Control.

But please, hear me...

Jensen! Please.

Two distinct realities in a multiverse...

One part that is not working.

but if we do get the Shepard to fire again to get back to where we came from...

Okay, we're good.

can we at least discuss it?

because they don't belong to us.

[indistinct conversation]

-Ready on M. -All right, Mundy.

[thuds continue]

-[Monk] Quick. -Please.

-[Hamilton] Isaac with Jenny? -[Michael] I'm getting him at three.

[Hamilton] Oh, my God.

You have no idea how much I would

We made contact.

How can you not know me?

then we can start looking for home.

We're all dealing with a lot. We've just got to keep it together.

Jesus Christ, Volkov.

Hamilton, help me out.

We'll all be in pieces.

[clanging continues]

[shot injected]

-We'll replace the circuits. -No shit. If that's the problem

[Schmidt] We didn't destroy the Earth,

[ignition rumble]

that was thought at first to be a nuclear weapon.

We should go down and get help.

[door swings open]

[metal clamors]

Losing its brave crew of six...

We're friends. I'm your friend.