Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's two cents deposit.
Wait, wait a minute. We're a quartet.
Ah! Ooh! Ah! Oh! Ow! Oh! Ow!
Now, mama?
Peter?
Wait! Wait, wait.
Dance, gypsies, dance!
Yeah, it's no Charlton Heston, either.
'round the corner to the other bedroom where the wall safe is.
Huh?
Ooh! Ooh! Oh!
Listen, uh, we'll all play it together, okay?
I can tell many things... but you have no bumps.
Wait, no. Not that! You leave us little choice.
Uh, it's on her tent.
I like a man that has a few irons in the fire, ha ha.
No curtains for Peter. Death for Peter.
Alright, we will steal the Maltese Vulture.
That's bad.
Switchblade.
Here you go.
- Peter? - Peter?
They're gonna torture us.
Good! You will be there at noon tomorrow
a gypsy has other means of persuasion.
- Here you are, ha ha. - Yeah.
We want you to feel like one of us. Rocco, the clothes.
Drink the tea.