Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- (Claire) Oh, my God! - It's all right.
It's time to celebrate.
Can I?
I tracked the Russians to a warehouse not far from here.
let's just say for the sake of discussion I buy this whole,
Owner put up a fight.
Creel?
- Yeah... I guess we do. - But we get up.
Oh, my God.
Yeah, thanks. Thanks, Ed.
(Young Matt) "There is a price to be paid for division and isolation."
(Breathing heavily)
He don't want to do it, he don't do it.
Matt, I know you're in there!
No... sorry.
Well, your shit's not gonna unpack itself.
He's dead.
but I'm gonna need you to hold still, okay?
(Commentator 1) Wait! The ref is stopping the fight.
(Grunts) He wakes up, he'll be back...
You can't give in to the fear.
What is it? What's wrong?
- We're staying out till the sunrise! - (Giggles)
it's me.
Try stabbing him in his trigeminal nerve.
(Claire scoffs)
- (Thudding) - (Breathing heavily)
It's really red.
See? No reason to get all stabby.
Okay?
I look around this room and all that I see are threats.
What's the address?
(Groaning)
- (Stuttering) I owe you... I owe you guys. - (Silke) Ah.
Seems the appropriate response.
(Grunts)
The correct answer is, "Yes, and you sound amazing."
(Sobbing) Everything's so loud. Everything...
(Indistinct chatter on TV)
(Man 1 laughs)
I might do some serious damage if you squirm.
It's one way of putting it.
(Thudding)
Cash out the second Creel hits the mat. Don't wait. Okay, get a pen.
(Masked Man) Let's get you home to your dad.
Something like that.
- (Groaning) - Mike...
Yeah, I'm sure. Listen, you gotta do this quick.
Okay, I find a guy in a dumpster
Look after him, okay?
and close the door.