Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The Feds are screaming all the way to the top.
Hold it! Drop it!
...is fine in the daytime when the light is on.
I want and I expect an official departmental reprimand...
...round-the-clock protection. Now, your regular cross or mezuzah...
- That's right. - Oh, I am sorry.
- What happens if she doesn't testify? - You got me.
What are you doing here?
Go ahead.
I'm sorry, Miriam. I really am, but don't think it sounds like it's my fault.
You're supposed to leave him alone.
Now when a man comes near me who I want to touch me, I still jump.
Tomato, tomato, what's the difference?
Hey, come on, so am I!
I do think our operation was intact until you two started meddling in it.
...and some doctor decides he's all right and they let him out?
It's got some soul, you know? Some dignity, some inner flash.
- What weapon? - You know what weapon. Her hands.
Don't bet on it. It's certifiable.
Yeah! Just do it.
Shut up.
But if I do her again, I'm gonna take my baseball bat with me.
Don't worry. That's our end.
- We want to bust in. - It'll blow the whole operation.
- Well, I can understand it. - So can I.
A real good job.
$23,000.
Bettin, Jojo's about to assault the receptionist. Over.
$5000? For what?
First of all, I'm gonna tell you what I can do for you.
Out back. Say, look, the paint that I was gonna put...
Hello. May I help you?
I've heard about these things.
That's what they all say, Buster Brown.
Don't worry, I can handle it.
Well, this is one problem Bettin's computer won't have to solve.
We've been ordered by Bettin and Dobey...