Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You better get bad. If you ain't, you'll get fucked.

No, no, not at all.

What are you talking about, my appendix? I know about appendix!

-What? -I also know you're a shoplifter.

Do you want to spend 30 years in here? I couldn't take it.

Wow! That surprised me. Do you mind if I try it?

-Good luck. -Thank you.

Do you mind? Why did you kill your stepfather anyway?

That New Yorker is full of surprises.

-I can't do that. -What the hell are you talking about?

-She's not for you. -What do you mean?

Before Grossberger, he held the axe-murder record in the Southwest.

The two guys who really pulled that bank job know it too.

-Here. Here. -Hey, thanks, sir.

...but until you've actually spent time here...

Say, I hear you went to six on Double Aught, hey?

Will you shut up until we get out of this mess you got us into?

Oh, shit, Skip.

You know, I'm just about to lose my patience with you.

It's chilling. It's frighteningly real. It's almost surreal.

...was gonna let me have her and two of her girlfriends.

Understand? It's been soaked in the earth back home. This is mean!

...and I'll be back in just a bit to announce the winner.

You snort up all that nice blow and then you forget about paying.

Okay, no more hitting.

On the basis that information was withheld.

You mean, we're really free? We're free!

-Does this include the tip? -Yes. Have it all. Okay?

You're kidding! That's wonderful. Are you gonna ride in the rodeo?

I want my pillow.

Maybe we ought to get you out of here first, though.

Okay. A little tighter, Jesus.

-Okay! Here we go. What's next? -This way.

Help me! Harry!

...l hereby sentence you to serve 1 25 years...

Excuse me, dear. May I talk with you for a minute?

-Wait a second. -What?

And here they are, ladies and gentlemen.

-Domestic '65. Hot, isn't it? -Was that a good year?

Thanks. And you think that I stole a dress, and then threw it away!

Oh, what a horse. Jesus, what a beauty.

Call my girlfriend, Cindy Laurence. They won't let me.

Come on. Come on, bull.

-1 50 bucks? -1 50?

Okay, you two, inside.

Do you know what this will do for my writing?

-How did you do on the job front? -I drew a blank.

-Maybe she'll think it's the wine. -The wine?

-You wanna shut up? -Okay.

Be sure you cover up them jewels!

Edlid come get cane Edlid come get cane

-What? What do you call--? -That's for this one.

Don't be too surprised if Bucky's out in time to enjoy that loot...

That's the cat that did me.

I was just curious.

I left my wallet in the solitary. Could l? Oh, please.

Hang on, man. Don't mess up. Just think about our appeal.

I'll protect you.

He's gonna give me the cheeseburger. How do you like it?

All legal bullshit. You were railroaded!

-It won't take you long. Skip-- -I'll be right back.

Donahue. Monroe.

I saw you pretend to steal that dress. You even looked guilty.

-What? -Socializing with them is hazardous.

Your big rodeo star, Graham, never got it past a four.

The longer you hold out, the better chance for a bargain.

I have a good feeling about this town.

If you ride in the Top Hand event, there's a good chance we can bust out.

Two pears, three apples....