Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

you empty those clips into her, all right?

- Why won't you just come on me?

- Hello, Vicki.

was 'cause I wanted you there in prison with me.

You want Queeth to win?

- Sir, I'm so sorry.

- You're my hero.

I will smell you later.

the least we can do is offer you a chance

- Yeah, there was a lot of emotional stuff in there.

- You ended our marriage when you pointed at me

- What are you doing?

-She was beautiful, wasn't she?

- Fine, but if anything funny happens...

[static whines] Wait, wait, wait, Vicki!

You have any idea what it's like

- [rapping] * The road's got a lump *

- Okay, so, ladies, let's start walking

Thought I'd save you the trouble.

but like you said, Vicki's a soldier.

Hope you motherfuckers are ready.

* And a bump and a thumpity-thump *

[sobbing] He broke us.

- Well, look at that.

Nope. Hmm. Something else.

but we're going for the gold.

[dramatic music]

a bit of a loose cannon.

Hello, Lon, Baker, Bex,

But no, the other plan B,

* 'Cause we stopped *

Only way I'll know Queeth can't get to my baby boy.

- Now before I go,

* And we hit a gravel patch, y'all *

- Oh, gotcha, Vicki!

Okay, look, we lost your 20.

Okay, Checkers, looks like Vicki is forcing us

whenever anyone ever said anything bad about you--