Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He's not a fool.

[Flynne] This here's the only world that I got.

[country music playing]

We traced the operator.

There it most definitely fucking is,

What happens when more people come hunting us down?

♪ When you get the vibration ♪

[chuckling] Holy shit.

[headset whirring]

but our good fortune isn't likely to last.

Piloting that body as if it were your own.

trying to contact me.

[insects trilling]

I just told you I killed some boys for pitying me.

[laughing] There it is.

I'm not asking you to.

Lunch is served, Wilf.

But after that point, the records become rather spotty.

[Wilf exhales] Hello?

Well, it's not just him that we need dead.

The Research Institute?

[Burton] I'm sorry, Flynne.

[electronic whirring]

[Lev] Good God, Wilf,

A wealthy bon vivant?

You said time was a resource we can't afford to waste.

are Flynne and Burton Fisher.

- I'm gonna head home. - Wait, wait, wait. Hold up.

So why are you here now?

I also know that maybe asking him to help us

I guess they'll try to give us a warning

Not a small one, either.

Why did you want access?

[electronic whirring accelerates]

- I gave it to her. - You what?

Which is apparently rather more tenuous

he's not like you.

you sound like hell.

as a good faith payment.

They're printing it now.

That's Reece's truck there, right?

there's three possible categories at play.

Conner came up sober.

You can tell me the truth, why you've tracked me down,

How you got us all out of the barn.