Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He's free. With your wife.
Dear Lord, what have you done?
[thud]
‐ Okay.
‐ No, I don't think so. [Martha whimpering]
‐ Your wife saved my life.
MAN #1: Get off the road!
‐ [scoffs] You're new, both of you.
I need you to be quiet!
‐ If there is something unseemly going on
‐ Beth?
GUARDIAN 1: Did you check her?
‐ Please don't let me die. ‐ It's gonna be okay. I know.
[Martha crying]
[indistinct chatter]
Hen party.
here in two minutes. We tell them...
LUKE: Uh, no. My lawyer said that she'd drop them off.
Or wherever.
OFFICER: As a person in need of protection,
[emotional music continues]
BETH: We have to get back before we're missed.
‐ What's wrong with her?
We're easy to catch because we're easy to see.
[indistinct radio chatter]
God rest her soul.
[phone ringing]
Ofjoseph was seen
[indistinct shouting] GUARDIAN: Don't move!
[opens door] Let's go.
‐ I hope you don't mind the fish.
[somber music stops abruptly]
[clears throat]
‐ Uh, yeah.
GUARDIAN: Praise be.
optometrist,
Good evening, Commander Lawrence.
...I couldn't.
he's afraid she wouldn't.
Shit!
‐ Through work we're cleansed.
Maybe her ears, too.
AUNT LYDIA: Blessed be the fruit, dear.
OFMATTHEW: We're about to take back Chicago,
[line ringing]