Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Where Old Detroit now stands.
- Shit! - ROBOCOP: Let's talk.
(BEEPING)
What the fuck? Where did he go?
I took her out.
That's life in the big city.
Okay, let's start with tracking.
Shoot.
They'll fix you.
i had a guaranteed i.t. sale with the xserves!
I've had this dream for more than a decade now.
YOU BURNED THE FUCKING PANCAKES!
when martin says anything everyone else:
This crate ain't gonna outrun a cop.
WOMAN 1: Hey, look, look! He's watching us!
But when I'm done, I've got some free time.
BOB: As soon as some poor schmuck volunteers.
God, you girls are so great.
WOMAN: This looks good. MAN: Get a measurement on that.
kye please
Come in, Officer.
Thank You
(GUN FIRING)
This holding cell has been set up for observation.
(SCREAMING)
(POWERING DOWN)
I Am Not A Robocop!
Okay, tough guy, get up. Get up!
Suit yourself, Clarence.
Dick Jones, You're Fired!
Help me!
Sounds like I'm in a lot of trouble.
(GUM BUBBLE POPPING)
Smart is so sexy.
I asked him his name. He didn't know.
Thank you.
Big is back, because bigger is better.
(WHIRRING)
(SCREAMING)
I didn't had to kill Bob Morton because he made a mistake.
If you can't stand the heat... You better stay outta the kitchen
(ALL CHEERING)
Time for clarence boddicker to kill robocop.
(COCKING)
Stark, is there any word on Frederickson?
Here! He's up here!
Go Robo
ELECTRONIC VOICE: Red alert. Red alert. Red alert.
But there was always respect
That's not really what I meant. Don't you have a name?
That's 2 million workers living in trailers.
MURPHY: Hey.
We were able to save the left arm.
MAN 2: What's our blood pressure? WOMAN: I've got 40 palp.
i fucking love that guy!
What I love about the new Bronco
you are... courting shiendalin!
you brnt the fuckin money
I know you.
I don't have time for this bullshit.
CAN YOU FLY, BOBBY?
Come on, come on, COME on.
All right, don't touch him.
I like it!
Shit.
How did the urology surgery go?
Do you have a name?
(ANNOUNCER READING)
This is a restricted area!
That's very good.
Murphy, I'm a mess…
Clarence Boddicker, unofficial crime boss of Old Detroit.
i fan di ultimo sono tranquilli
You know, he's a sweet old man.
What the fuck are you doing?
JOHNSON: That's a tough break, Bob.
Anybody tries to stop me,
Terrorism has never been a factor in city politics before.
I had to kill Ben Hubbard because he made a mistake.
What?
(MAN YELLING)
Dick, you're fired!
On the next level.
You may not like what you're going to see.
We will meet each new challenge with the same aggressive attitude.
(WHIRRING)
Trev, I'm very disappointed in you.
On what charge?
now back off graham gallagher you evil fuck fatty! just one more word out of your mouth and you and maria peruzza will be put in an angle grinder! yes you hear that! god is punishing you!
What about tracking?
- Yeah? - Old Bob here gets the assignment.
Apply cricoid pressure.
Lewis, I got a situation here, girl.
I think you'd better do what he says, Mr. Kinney.
FEMALE DISPATCHER ON RADIO: Unit 3509, proceed to Hall and Grand.
(ROARING)
Kenej Nshs
with Mexican nationals
Open the goddamn safe!
Fuck me! Fuck me!
WOMAN: Hey, hey, hey!
Shoot!
(GUN FIRING)
Lewis!
(BEEPING)