Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[woman] Another Inferni and Squaller.

Wouldn't want that, boss.

-[heart beating slowly] -[Milana] Hmm.

and bring back something.

[indistinct chatter]

[Alina] I spent years thinking I'd find a way out.

What's a Shu girl doing here?

It has to be an error. It has to be.

[soldier 1] Open her up, we're loading!

It's not me you're in danger with. It's Pekka Rollins.

Tried that. More than a century ago.

Someone stole a DeKappel from a merch's private residence last night.

I'm Mal. I'm a tracker.

[horse whinnies]

For the supply run across the Fold!

Did he… But you're in our unit.

-[thunder rumbling] -[horse whinnies]

Is it heavy, large, worth more than a million on the black market?

Pack up and be ready to leave.

Darling, please. Drinks here. Drinks all round here, please.

Your little friend from Keramzin?

But now, I'm old enough to know the only way out is through.

So? What's our move now?

I've heard of him.

We have nowhere else to go.

Should've been a total loss,

Where did you get these?

Hey! Wait! What are you doing?

For when the dark comes to keep you.

-Come out now! -No!

There's a third I can't remember.

I'd like to see even one person who isn't scared of that.

[growling in distance]