Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've got your spark plugs, so you're not going anywhere.

and took her to the Rainbow Room.

We don't need spark plugs. We'll row to Cuba.

It's okay, Bill, you can ride with me after I put my new plates on.

[Tillie screaming in pain]

You won't fry for it. We're just covering our own tracks.

For this job, we'll be using the half that's Cuban.

Didi, get the camera. He's doing it again.

Fine. Everybody's a Texan. Change planes in Dallas, you're a Texan.

I think it's time we finally completed our mission.

All right, Dad, it's over.

I just wanted to kill Castro.

Your father dragged me pregnant to New York.

I'm gonna need your social.

Now, Hank, did your parents ever tell you...

Yeah. Worst $50 I ever spent.

Then he dragged me to a baseball game at Yankee Stadium.

My mom wouldn't just hang up on me for no reason.

Well, what makes you think I'd have something like that?

Kill, Topsy, kill!

No. I mean, don't mention anything to her.

[Cotton groaning]