Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

For my father and me, the treasure was our way out.
He wants to know where you found it.
This is the boat we were on. With Eberhimi and the cross.
When he was a boy,
Please fly the plane. Please fly the plane.
["23 Minutes in Brussels" by Luna plays]
I got a little guide outfit in Saint Vincent.
are in possession of something that can help me get what I want.
- That's where we're going. - [Pope] That's conceivable.
[sighs] ...the completion of a grand quest.
It is.
- But can we at least think this through? - You got a better idea, Pope?
Wahoo.
[all continue cheering]
[Limbrey] Mm, they fit the description I heard.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Listen, the gold's in the vault.
[advisor] Will do.
- GT's, baby! GT's! - [John B] Yeah, I've heard a lot about it.
Truth.
[wind howling]
- ♪ Require from us a song... ♪ - [cheers]
[woman] Call this number to arrange everything.
Well, Ms. Carrera, Mr. Cameron, we share certain interests, you know.
♪ Sing it out loud... ♪
♪ Require from us a song ♪
You kidding me, right?
I'm not going back.
...you two are going to play a part in that.
Hey! Hey, we're over here!
- Your turn, chief. - All right, Kie, truth or dare?
Hey.
There's no way we're getting past that.
This is all grassland.
- [John B] Dogs! - [all shouting]
Not Rose. She doesn't know what the hell she's doing. [chuckles]
Okay. Well, if she's not here, where is she?
Exactly.
Shit.
[breathing shakily] I saved your life.
Yes. Well, Michel is the most prominent antiquities dealer
[Portis] Ah, man.
That's the way it's always been.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa. - [Kie] Beneath!
- [Kie] Hey! - [John B] Hey!
[tense music ends]
I know that sound. Hold on. All right, all right.
[suspenseful music plays]
[tire screeching]
Big mistake. You're just gonna make it worse for her!
[groans] She's over here!
We're over here!
- [Kie panting] - Inside.
- [seagulls squawking] - [tense music plays]
[man] Let's invite him to dinner then.
- That's the lion's den. - That's it.
[Rose] You'll handle it?
- There's no sewers. - [JJ mutters]
[men shouting indistinctly]