Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I love you, Captain Glock.

Get lost, you raving psycho.

I'd better state my purpose very carefully, so as not to confuse these men of long ago.

This guy goes back in time to keep his young son from getting killed in a car accident.

Could use a little more banana.

I tell you this damn story every night.

This is where I get off.

Go ahead, relive your glory days.

Think about direction, wonder why you have it now.

In fact, there's a special presentation, a whole hour of video vengeance this Friday night on Fox, right after America's Most Wanted with MTV.

You look like a girl.

I think he's out in the garage with all your illegal alien friends, betting on the cockfights.

I thought we had established the last time around that I couldn't get hurt in 1977.

Screw up last time?

I almost forgot the essential ingredient.

Don't thank me.

Uh, fill a turkey baster with warm water, tinge with yellow food coloring, and squirt it at him.

How do I know I arrived on the right day?

Wait, there's more.

Your cock fights suck, you bastard.