Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Creel goes down! - (Crowd cheering)

- Come on! - Come on!

It's not just the boy.

Hey, it's, uh...

(Knocking on door)

So you're saying I shouldn't be here, either?

No, he wasn't there.

Dot in the right corner, that's a "C."

Just being thorough. You have a good night, ma'am.

Got it done first.

Probably long gone by now, but just in case, you know.

Rest. Make sure you're stabilized. We'll figure the other stuff out later.

- (Groaning) - Okay, you can't...

We're Murdocks. We get hit a lot.

Where's the boy?

Hey, who says I'm even gonna get hit?

Hey, Matty! Hey!

You're supposed to be doing your homework.

I'm about to go be me.

- That's what I'm talking about. - (Man 1) What's the word, Jackie-boy?

Just wasn't my night.

(Distant siren wailing)

We must band together. We must never sleep.

So, yeah, word's getting around.

Matty's gonna need you. More than ever.

- Okay. - (Sniffs)

This is my night off.

But he's turning it around,

No. No hospitals.

Two days ago, they pulled a kid out of the back of a van.

(Sighs) Ay, um...

- Matt! - It's true. Matt, come on!

- (Foggy) This city's beautiful. - Yeah.

Sell the kid, like all the others.

You know better than anybody that doesn't always go so well.

I'm cat-sitting for... a woman I work with.

Okay. Go upstairs...

- (Man) Jack, put your hands up. - (Grunting)

Climb off whoever you're on and get down here.

There's someone else one floor up watching us.

I'm really not looking for some guy to die on my couch.

You haven't told me anything about you.

she works at the dry cleaner around the corner from our office.