Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[turns off tap]

I think I might need medical attention.

-That's why I was quiet in the car. -With who?

[Joubert sighs]

[continues sobbing] I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

They don't let girls in their tree house.

Are you a doctor? I can tell by the look on your face.

What the fuck were you thinking joining the CIA?

Sit the fuck down, Miss Hale.

[engine starts]

It was a bad date. It lasted 20 minutes.

[Joe whispers] Kathy.

Don't feel bad, okay?

No, I think I'm good.

I want to cooperate.

Doesn't hurt to try.

They look like a pack of sled dogs.

I'm a federal officer.

I didn't want to bring you here in the first place.

I just assumed you had scurvy.

-[kissing] -Ideas?

I'm gonna help you up.

What kind of plot?

-Her name is Joubert. -Uh-huh.

-You came back for me. -Of course.

[theme music playing]

bating around a few ideas.

That's my husband. He has that effect on people.

-See you soon. -What's going on?

[Joe panting and coughing]

Uh, my friend, Sam,

No, no, no. You want me gone.

I just didn't want to have to kill her, too.

Mom, [sniffling] hi.

There was a train accident. We're a little understaffed, so I'm just going down

Would you like some pot?

[Joe] Previously onCondor...

in pursuit of winning that war.