Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- [sirens wailing] - [brakes screeching]

I'll just... scream at some nurses on the way out,

I wasn't trustworthy.

[object clattering]

- Robyn, stop it! Stop it! - She is one of Kilgrave's drones.

checking in on your search.

Kilgrave might test himself out, too.

[Robyn whimpers]

If someone would see me, they says,

- Uh, Trish Walker. - Luke Cage.

A hundred feet. You call that improvement?

[Jessica] It's a long shot, but this is where I found Albert last time.

Does Kilgrave know about your skin?

The nurse told me you took something.

- Yes. - Oh, shut up!

with the fishes?

- Man, what the hell is this? - No video.

I found out the hard way.

Do you know where he is now?

- He's gone. - We're just here to pick up his stuff.

I hope they have free express shipping in heaven.

What was I supposed to do, allow someone to expose me?

When Kilgrave tells you to work nonstop, you literally work nonstop.

[people applauding]

No, we're good. Still gotta see the video.

The changes are incremental, not exponential...

But he wanted you hurt, not dead.

[shuddered breathing]

[vehicle approaching]

I've thought about breaking into your apartment

- You hear the hecklers in the back row? - "Get off the stage, asshole."

[Jessica groans]

If there is a severed body part

[chuckles] it was like crack.

Ruben's chinchilla chewed through his charger cord two weeks ago.

[mutters] Damn it.

[scoffs] I'm going home, Jessica.

Oh, great. Just great. Get in the sodding car.

Well, it's a matter of time before he does,

- Jess didn't, uh, mention you to me... - He's a friend.

Rough life, hiding from your homicidal son.