Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Trish] Where's Jessica?

[sighs] You have us, me and Vido.

Is there any place she might be hiding out in and around Westchester?

After dinner, Vido.

[chuckles] Always. Come on. Grab another plate, buddy.

-And out... -[both exhale]

-Look out! -[gasps]

You should go. Just walk away, baby.

-Whoo! -All right.

And you're my cure.

Oh. Are you hurt?

Uruguay was Karl's place.

And you'll destroy this tape?

It doesn't matter what she does next.

We only get one mother.

[Alisa] No. No. Not without you.

It wasn't your call.

You knew that going in.

Belly lifts, tailbone tucks,

I didn't want it to go down that way, but it had to be done.

Just think. You know her best.

[man] Let me see your hands! Back away from the body!

Well, I'm here to wrap up your case.

Stop talking to me like I'm your baby Jesus.

-No. I won't let you-- [gasping] -[gunshot]

[indistinct chatter]

Even Karl. [scoffs]

Maybe I just made you.

[trimmer whirring]

So we can ditch the camper and jump the train, literally.

-They searched my place? -Yeah.

[Dr. Torres] Trish? Trish, can you hear me?

and we arrive in upward-facing dog.

[duct tape ripping]

[Jessica] That family can describe us.

You're aware of the nature of my client's business?

I do like the suit, though. I do.