Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on. Come on, look for an opening.

No, Robert, I don't got another way, but I am getting across.

Here, finish this.

Don't touch anything, sweetie.

Christian, do you think it's possible for you to stop calling me "sir"?

...you're doing pretty good. So far.

Let me take him. I was a swimmer in high school. I tell you, I got him.

- It's okay. - Come on.

Technically, you're under my roof still...

The instant this ship was struck...

...to do that thing you think we want to do if we wanted?

There's an access hatch right there that puts us into the bow-thruster room.

Hey. Easy there, fireball.

- I got him. Come on. - Lift.

Stay right there, mother fucker! I’ll be right there!

- Dylan, listen to me. - We need to make a decision.

Chris, what are you doing? Come back.

Now, Elena, listen.

- What? No. - Dylan, you can't.

Come on. Come on, come on.

The door seals, will they keep the fire out?

Jenny. Jen, listen.

...I could lose my job for this, you know? It's not that I am not grateful, Valentin.

- You want to hit me? - Actually...

There you go. There you go.

So we got to go back down one level and we find another way up.

But I think that I could make it. I think I could do it on one breath.

Hey, man. Hey, you got it. Knock yourself out.

No. I haven't been in a long time, Dad.

No. I am over your patronizing tone, okay? I am really over it.

Be with me. Be with me.

Three, two, one, push.

Oh, God. Oh, honey.

Chris, we need to shut them off.

Do you see him? Where is he?

- Are we sinking? - How do we get out?

There's sick and injured people here. You need to stay with them.

- Not today. - All right.