Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But we got the jump on him this time.

Thank you. Sir, what's your name?

- Stop, stop! We lost the cross! - [Cleo] Shit.

I got to be honest with you, dog. I don't know if I got this in me, bro.

I think John B will completely understand.

Here we are. [grunts]

I told Limbrey I'd get her shroud.

[chuckles] John B, hey.

Right, you're talking about the healing garment,

[sirens wailing]

Because we've been right so many times. Why would we be wrong now, Dad?

- Y'all have a good day. - Yeah.

["Live Like You" by DeWolff plays]

Honey, I am listening to you. I'm just having a hard time.

[train brakes hissing]

About 5% of the collection is ever on display at any given time.

No, downtown museum storage, end of Broad Street, uh, near the Battery.

Okay, I got to go.

Maybe it's numbered wrong. It can't be.

- That's impressive. - Let's not jinx it. Come on.

[John B chuckles]

- Hey, Jayj. - What?

because of what you've done today. Thank you so much.

Yeah. I could've guessed that. Do you have a plan?

Sir, I'm so sorry. It is not what it looks like.

Above my pay grade. [inhales]

[train horn blaring]

but I'm sure they have quite a tale to tell.

- [Cleo] Nobody ever listens to me. - [Sarah laughs]

- He had to be talking about the cross. - Absolutely.

but that's not our intention. I promise, sir.

- I love you. I gotta go. I'll be back. - Okay.

Lighten up a little.

- You know that fake cross we put in there? - [Barry] Yeah.

The Kalinago warriors began to loot the ship.

When I went back to Tannyhill, Rafe was on the phone with Ward,

[Big John] Because he was so devout,

There he is. What is he doing?

I'm so sorry about everything.

All right? Get her whole wallet.

I know it looks like we're criminals,

[tires screeching]

- But the problem is they have the Twinkie. - Our transportation.

[John B] Charleston Museum?

- Okay. - Jumper cables. What are we doing?

[engine revving]

Okay, it's gotta be in here somewhere.

[reporter 2] The teens were down in the Caribbean

Go on. It's game time, son. Go! Get that bag, boy.

[Big John cries]

see, he got dysentery,

[tense music ends]

Hey, there she is.

then get down to some serious cat burgling.