Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He is so persistent. He always gets his man.
Is that gonna work?
Man sure has a hard-on for this bus
Then it's gonna be under the bus. Probably it was rigged to one of the axles.
When the company realizes... ...you aint working from home
- Brass fittings! - Brass fittings.
- The choppers are gone, Jack. Let's dump the passengers now. - No way. He's ready for that.
Hey, get your ass behind the yellow line.
- Hi. - Hi.
Hey, I didn't mean to shoot the guy.
- What? - Floor it!
Well, maybe we'll get off on the third floor, huh?
I don't suppose anybody'll give me three million just for you.
Luck runs out, sooner or later.
and they don't even know ya.
Whoa! Stop!
Yeah.
You try to take any passengers off the bus, I will detonate it.
You're not gonna get mushy on me, are ya?
feeling that we're right back where we started, huh?
What are you gonna do, Jack? I don't think you can shoot her.
Pop quiz, hot shot. Terrorist holding a police hostage.
Bye, Jack. Punk.
And I'm not a cop right now.
Do they think I'm doin' this for fun?
- It is now. Move over. - Fuck! Oh, man.
But it's on the map. It's finished on the goddamn map!
What the hell is all this?
Well, right now Mac outranks your gut, so we sit.
circling the runway.
You're right. We're gonna tip over. Everyone on this side of the bus now!
Yeah. Just a second.
You ruin a man's life's work, and you think you can walk away.
Call 9-1-1!
Okay, you, you and you.
Is that news van still around?
- The basement. - The city would like to avoid that event, Officer Traven.
This is really stupid. Jack. Jack, please. You can still jump.
In the door! In that door, now!
Open the doors!
¡no viniste a mis clases! ¡Porque siempre das lo mismo!
Where is he? Is he there?
Oh, hold that.
- Says he's rigged a city bus. Where's Jack? - Where do you think?
I'm gonna go home, have some sex.
We got him now! Come on, pull!
- What are you talking about? - The aerial unit caught it about three miles ahead.
You are a good, kind man.
- We can't do it, sir. - There's no time for any stunts, Traven.
Just don't tear up my car, all right? Okay, okay, okay.
Hey, what are you talkin' about, man?
- What? - Just keep circling. You'll be fine.
Another day at the office held hostage at the whim of a madman
L.A.P.D.! There's a bomb on your bus!
- Mac, I got 'em patched through! - Right.
Ow!
You're really tough, huh, Gigantor? Why don't we just step outside?
All the way down to the lobby! Let's go, folks!
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Excuse me.
Hey. Hey, buckaroo. It's not 'cause you're a woman, all right?
How much you think that elevator weighs?
Could be.
I'll be right back.
I can't bypass. It'll fire.
Wouldn't be able to interest you in a bribe, would I?
Come on! Come on!
Are you all right?
- Harry, you with me? - Yeah. You be careful, Jack.
They're giving you a medal for shooting me, you little prick.
Oh, God, we're gonna tip over. We're gonna tip over.
You... You...
Good. That's it. Come on. That's it.
- I can't make that turn. No. - You can make it. Keep left. You can make it wide.
Hey. Don't forget about us.
Holy shit! Oh, shit!
The DVSA is..
- No, I'm sightseein'. - Oh, really?
- What for? - Speeding.
When we hit the gap, heads down.
I got it. Okay.
I had to bail on the freeway. We're in the city.
There's a garbage can on the northeast corner.
Thirty-two.
they'll give you another medal?
- We can't pull that kind of money in time. - Focus, Jack!
and now he throws in this watch.
- Where do we start? - Check the speedometer.
He can see me, but can he hear me?
- So, you're a cop, right? - That's right.
Wouldn't be able to interest you in a bribe, would I?
when your boss shows up earlier than expected
tired people be like like this guy
MDMP Process
Now, when the bus did exit here, it had a couple of close calls...
Guts will get you so far, and then they'll get you killed.
Get your bleep behind the yellow line Social distance cop
You have police orders to return to the station, westbound 501. Do you copy?
Yeah, I hate to use the word "tourist," but it's not like I can hide it.
At least that's what they'll think.
- We're gonna die. - No, we're not. We got this far, okay?
Oh, God.
Watch your head, ma'am.
Get your bleep behind the yellow line
He doesn't know it blew up.
Jack. Come on, Jack.
- Come on, come on, come on, come on. - Oh, God.
Cans! Cans!
Hold his legs! Hold his legs!