Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Tires Screeching] Hi, kid. Hi, Sammy.

Let me guess. He wants to perform on his motorcycle.

You offered him money, right? Yeah.

As a matter of fact, the whole show isn't really all that much... not these days.

How much longer are you going to insist on reveling in chaos and destruction?

Not now, Mario.

Dad. My leg. Leg.

[Onlookers Gasping]

Now, to business. Yes.

Oh, big deal! Hi, Mark.

and maybe even a bit more spectacular,

by various driving legends,

You mean like that so-called "accident" to Sammy or my "accident"?

And you figure that maybe I can stop him...

Any two-bit stunt driver would have grabbed at it.

Name's Bill Gordon, and that was some fantastic stunt you just pulled off. Thanks. Thanks a lot.

Modesty is a state of mind, Michael. I only deal in facts.

Ahhh. Michael, what do you think of a stunt...

Mark. Yeah, Dad?

That's a four- legged feline.

[Sighs] I don't know about that. Yeah? Well, I do.

You're gonna be a star. It'll be more appropriate.

Stunt cars are bad enough, but motorcycles are the pits.

Oh, that should be great for the morning after. [Chuckles]

we could perform a 360-, 540-, or even a 720-degree turn.

You know something, Bonnie? What?

Do you understand? Yes. Of course, Mr. Blake.

No, I don't know, but since we don't have an extensive social relationship,

I wouldn't know. After all, I'm a computer, not a psychic.

to a 48-degree angle...

You know, your son, he's really terrific.

You were saying?

That's okay. I got a real smart car.

[Sighs] "What's skiing?"

they spent most of their spare time in bed.

[Engine Revving]

- What is that? - Well, it's your confession.

What do you think about a jump over a car and a truck?