Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Jesus. The look on his face.

Look, I'll come down to the station first thing tomorrow, okay?

You're gonna have to do something better than that.

[Trish] I've been thinking about it. I've got a plan.

[elevator bell dings]

If one job doesn't work out, you find another one.

To look for Jessica?

-Are you gonna try to run? -I could've gone with Karl.

I'm getting him out of prison.

[Hogarth] He's awaiting trial for assault with a deadly weapon.

-Hey! -[grunts]

IGH screws up everyone it touches.

And maybe he was.

So I'm at my desk, going through case files,

I guess gene editing didn't improve your taste in booze.

Do you remember? Phillip and Dad.

It's paint by numbers.

No, I'm on a case.

That's why we hooked up?

You know, your father and I weren't happy. We had problems. We argued constantly.

-She goes into a dissociated-- -Psychobabble. Blah-blah.

And I taught junior college to a bunch of underachievers.

-Malcolm, stop. -No, you just stay away from me!

-Bullshit. -[sighs]

Here's what we do. Jessica said she was at a bar, right?

I'm not a goddamn psychic.

It's not that simple.

Seriously. I can get her off your back.

-[Karl] I can't just leave you. -Let go of me.

You didn't have any friends. You refused to play team sports.

♪ Not much money, oh, but, honey ♪

That was an escalation, but it is on the continuum.

Bullshit. Shut up.

But I knew that you loved it, just as much as I did.

How about we don't draw attention to ourselves?

-I thought you didn't believe me. -I don't know what I believe anymore.

-You can keep it all. -I don't want it.