Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They're going to say that I've gone insane, heh, that I've lost my mind.
Edie. Yes, shut up.
This is DSV. I'm skippering.
Scarlet Letter O'Whora.
...so you only have yourselves to blame.
--Venture. Again? Seriously?
Uh, with me.
And I think I speak for everybody--
What were you gonna say?
Let's go over the legends again. Lana'?
What? No, you can't, you--
What did you say it was?
Wait, yeah, that clearly says "safe."
Shut up. What's pathetic is your plan.
Get Murphy alone, get him at gunpoint, and make him disarm the missiles.
Pod three, four, five, six, flooded.
So my question...
Come on. Yeah, that's not ideal.
Time and tide, they wait for no man.
Well, apparently they bought a bunch of nerve gas missiles...
Huh. Well, now there's no signal at all. Wow!
Uh, there was a ton of booze on the helicopter. Exactly, was.
But pods three through six are still watertight.