Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- How old is he? - He's 48.
You had the gown on, and it slipped up, and I'll tell you...
Welcome to the inner sanctum, Mr. Walker.
$5 million? It'll get me locked up until I'm eligible for social security.
You.
It's brilliant, isn't it?
You paid for it.
I've seen mental wards saner than this place.
Your buddies wanted their own drug dealer on the street.
Thank you, everybody.
Do whatever you got to do to make sure that you safe in there.
If I were you, I'd be grabbing for every lifeline tossed out.
Would you turn off the engine, please?
Once pulled a rabid Doberman off this boy and killed it with his bare hands.
The greatest athlete without a doubt was Muhammad Ali.
- He just loves pissing me off. - I'm sure he has his reasons.
- What are you doing? - I'm already in the intersection!
Hey, Serpico.
Mr. Boyd, denial is a classic symptom of unhealthy rage.
You ain't got a clue what's going on.
It is not a toy.
Don't screw this one up.
Relax.
All by your motherfucking self.
Take a look in my back pocket, cop.
Fall asleep during the action.
If you have a real problem, get Viagra.
Ladies and gentlemen...
I could do that in a blink of an eye.
Five-O.
Commander's got a grip on things.
Hangs out with that mountain man, Useldinger.
How's your head?
Where are you going with this?
Thank you.
I fought in Vietnam.
Strutt. Sergeant Lewis Strutt.
You don't have to be in shape to play golf.
You come with me.
I need major weight. I need it yesterday.
Can you do a story on me?
Homies! I'm your man!
Hey!
You cannot put Tiger Woods in the same league as Michael Jordan.
Strutt? What the hell are you talking about?
Come on!
After midnight.
Thank you.
And then her dog.
Hey, my bike!
Let's move it!
and ask yourself the question:
Give him the keys.
Yeah, he's Geronimo Fat. Now get out of here.
Some Michigan militant group.
- Carmine? - Good.
I hope you'll consider my four-year plan to get guns off the streets.
Why? What have you got?
That would be Latrell Walker.
And he's black.
Get the car! Let's go!
You're not masturbating enough.
Who is he, then?
I'm going to be on TV.
Extremely lucky.
Rather than lose him, they framed Shaun. I got to get him out of jail.
- Who's pressing you? - You got a cop on my ass.
How about a big hand for T.K. Johnson.
I'm living in a safe house on Southgate, if anyone wants to reach me.
I really don't want to see any more of this.
I warned her not to buy a frigging poodle.
I know.
Is Tawana backstage?
We're going to have great stories for group!
because of work-related stress...
Out of all the people around you, how'd you know who you could trust?
I mean, you know, you're like a legend, man.
Extract the heroin later.
We risk our lives, and I hear about this on the strippers' scanner.
There you go. Hey, baby.