Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The cupcake crew
Let's go ahead and blow his MAST trousers.
WOMAN: Jerry, Jerry. Look who it is.
HEDGECOCK: Open fire!
Jasny gwint!
WOMAN: I don't know.
Someinfluensserit tänään, kun joku arvosteli heitä: "You just fucked with the wrong community!"
MAN: He's got a gun!
When you walk outside this week
Charlie, it’s you.
Where did they go?
Hey, wait up, wait up, wait up.
Beats me, man. I think OCP's moving a lot of new guys up here.
(BEEPING)
(SENTIMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING ON T.V.)
Extended warranties, financing.
I didn't had to kill Bob Morton because he made a mistake.
(GASPING)
(PEOPLE WHOOPING)
MAN: Wait up for me!
Mind if I zip this up?
I could hit you in the eye from here.
I say we pull him in, run a systems check, the works.
(GUN FIRING)
You're on your own.
You there, stop!
I don't know what you're talking about.
Wait... Wait a minute, Clarence, Clarence!
What did you talk to him about? What did you say?
Just a minute!
Mr. Kinney, use your gun in a threatening manner.
His memory's admissible as evidence.
Pretty simple math, huh, Bob?
Book him.
Come on, Sal!
I say good business is where you find it
It’s the law of the jungle Ooh hoo hoooo!
Let me see.
I'm VERY Disappointed.
When you walk outside this week
Clarence Boddicker, you are under arrest.
The FAG is playing tonight
(SCREAMING)
Take a close look at the track record of this company.
WOMAN: Clear.
MAN: What is it?
I got to go. I got a meeting.
Boner.
Thank You For Your Cooperation And Sorry About Your Fridge
They're not supposed to strike.
You involved me
Come on!
Hey, this is bullshit! I take my orders from...
You can't enter here! Wait a second!
(TAPPING)
Sorry, Sarge.
He needs a car.
(MAN WHISTLING)
Where's your partner?
MURPHY: Central, this is unit 154.
Shit!
Let the woman go, Or you're moved Decepticon.
- Your ass is mine. - CLARENCE: No.
The Union thinks you should know there was a strike vote last night.
We're not plumbers. We're police officers.
My fibromyalgia exam
That's it, buster. No more military aid.
We'll turn things around.
(TIRES SQUEALING)
Dick Jones, Division President, OCP.
(GRUNTING)
Where is Clarence Boddicker?
JIMMY: Can you do that, Dad?
Well, he signed the release forms when he joined the force.
thereby creating an estimated one million much-needed new jobs,
You know, the usual nonsense.
Robocop. Who is he?
It's a little insurance policy called Directive 4.
Dead or alive, you're coming with me.
Murphy, it's you.
Identify yourself you have 15 seconds to comply
Let me try that.
(BEEPING)
Okay, let's go ahead and get the MAST trousers up.
KINNEY: What? What?
You are under arrest.
Watch this.
I brought you some food.
Maybe you'd like to meet a friend of mine.
CLARENCE: Emil?
No, butthole! Get your own!
Now it's time to erase that mistake.
That thing is still alive.
I'm here to see Dick Jones
(ALL CHATTERING)
Not necessarily, sir.
You better pray That unholy monster of yours doesn't screw up...
How does he eat?
WOMAN 1: Let me get pressure.