Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We had a couple of drinks, and…

What's your name?

Hey, I-- I know we haven't spoken in a while.

It's just right up these stairs.

We'll do first thing in the morning. How's 8:00 a.m.?

Sophie, what the hell is going on?

I had a brain injury, and I got put under a fucking conservatorship.

I'm not trying to get back to that.

Actually, an essential element of being undercover is not telling anyone.

You mustn't blame yourself.

To cover it up. At the time, it made sense.

Yeah, just done in.

Apparently something had really pissed you off.

Always so much work at these work parties.

You must have heard about the money that's unaccounted for.

Just be who we are now. But that past is real.

Maybe you don't.

-Yeah. Course. -Yeah?

You left a message. And I am so fucking sorry, Sophie.

A little different than your place, huh?

I understand if James is stressed.

GPS records from his car, day of the accident.

What you working on?

What are you up to?

I got a good feeling about this deal.

Hi. Yes, I was just about to call you.