Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He's having a fit. He don't have his fit pills.
-Let's not find out. -It might be important.
That's right. We don't want no shit, either. That's right.
But when you wake up, you'll find she's not very serious.
A hundred and twenty-five years without a whiff of pussy.
-I'm mad about what happened. -It's not the end of the world.
...they're gonna want you to ride in that Top Hand competition.
I wonder what triggered all that violence
I was right. This is illegal and he knows it.
You're sure taking it calm.
Nobody has ever just sat down and honestly talked with that man.
-Yes, sir. -Oh, me too.
Hi. Hi, fellas.
Harry, what's the matter?
Today? This afternoon?
You might as well have burned the Pentagon!
Oh, you motherfucker!
-Jesus says the rodeo is bullshit. -Why? How come?
-Part-time. -Are you some kind of loony tune?
What a sweet, beautiful face he has. Look, he's listening to us.
A bull by the name of Tornado.
More Americans should spend time behind bars to understand.
Then he killed some people who reminded him of them.
I can't feel nothing in my leg!
Me when social distancing is behind us.
Seeing as how you're in such good shape...
-Oh, do we have to listen to this? -Were you in the middle of something?
You know we're innocent?
They got this Korean doctor just came to this country. Don't get him.
My Mantra
Okay.
What is this? Look, what? Cheating, look!
Go on over there.
Are you ready for the main event?
What do you want me to do?
You've got to convince the warden that you won't ride, no matter what.
I don't understand one thing. Why do the guys go to the rodeo?
This is from the Middle Ages. How do they expect you to move?
That'll put a dent in our bankroll.
-We tried charades. He doesn't get it. -This is dead. You can't play it.
Excuse me. This is my cousin, Meredith. She's been helping out on your case.
I'm sorry. Harry Monroe, Skip Donahue...
Two years ago we got new Ping-Pong balls. Five boxes.
Swell. Just swell. A few ups and downs.
Hello.
We didn't do it. There's a misunderstanding.
Must have been pretty bad.
They're gonna electrocute him next month.
-Hello, Donahue. What can I do for you? -I'm ready to make a deal.
Skip, don't go over there, man.
Which you won't start writing till we get out of here, right?
Harry, rub me a little bit, right here, would you? That's it.
...then get replaced by an amateur who knows nothing.
See those two guys?
For God's sake! You're gonna get us in trouble.
We Bad
Get up. Get up!
His horse is so tough it's already put 1 1 cowboys in the hospital.
I'm an ass-kisser too.
The money was never recovered...
-Ready? -Okay, let's go.
-Word is that your warden's a nice guy. -He's a prick.
-He's my man. -Did you tell him? It wasn't so tough.
Go to three.
I can get you things, like a cheeseburger.
...ain't much these days, but it might stimulate a little interest.
She's bad, ain't she? What are you laughing for?
The prisoners don't get one penny of that money?
Your job is to figure out that word.
Say, how've you been getting along?
My back still hurts from yesterday. Hurt it again.