Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[snarling]
You and Jeff did something.
-Defibrillate him. -I'm doing that now.
♪ Hey, anything goes… ♪
BP is crashing.
Where's Rufus?
["Good, Good Morning" by Network Music Ensemble playing]
Your kind and mine,
-Is your mom all right? -She's fine.
He taught me how to guide the birds so I could get back into my own body.
You should have told me. [echoing]
I'm thrilled to unveil
[Gordie and Ellie panting]
If you know where the key is, grab it, and then you need to go.
A while, I think.
[banging inside pail]
He didn't actually know what it was.
Oh, come on. He'll be fine.
I hear whispers. [pants]
[Ellie huffs]
We're stuck in a loop.
-[knocking continues] -[paramedic] Paramedics. Open up.
[young Gordie] Hey, little guy.
We get it. No one blames you.
Whispers.
[door creaking]
Where is he?
How long have you known?
[Gordie's memories unintelligibly overlapping]
-A car. A credit card. -The highest GPA in our class.
the sooner you give me my key,
All right. Um…
[door slams]
Uh…
-[sighs] -And, yes, I trust him completely.
[grunts]
ETA is ten minutes. Just keep him alive.
He's talking about canceling the play.
Oh no. Oh no.
-[crashing] -[gasps]
[Ellie] Wait!
[young Gordie] …our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death…
What's going on over there?
-What are you doing in here? -We came to help you.