Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sam's gonna need to get a tux.

-Well, partly. -What? Partly what?

I don't know, Dad.

Whoa, whoa. Slow down, slow down. [stammers] That can't be right.

[indistinct radio chatter]

but your brain couldn't process it, couldn't make sense of it?

-[cell phone ringing] -That's very perceptive.

I'm okay. Everything's okay.

No, you weren't kidding.

For once? Alma, you are the one

I'm not mad! I just...

Remember when you got your implant

-We can't move forward-- -What choice?

-For almost dying. -No, no, that's fine.

[nurse] Dr. Forrest, dial 118, please.

I mean, would we have to get you like a special dress, or something?

[classical music playing]

Let me know if you need anything.

I'm just saying, he'd probably be the only person there who likes Reed.

You know, this is kind of a new way of "hearing."

-I can't let you leave until you agree. -I don't understand!