Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He's at number seven. Get somebody there.

It's customary to offer these minor vices to someone before they die.

Steve Smith finds the lane. He'll skate ahead.

Doesn't look too good.

What kind of lunatic are you?

Now in goal for Pittsburgh, number 31, Ken Wregget.

Dead heroes get the best funerals.

but this guy was really sick and he's gonna try to finish the game.

- What the fuck is going on? - Fuck you. And fuck your kid.

You said firemen don't do that kind of stuff.

You're wasting some of that unrealistic timetable.

- He was trying to save a little girl in a burning building... - Are we going to the game?

The puck's run by Francis, ahead to Robitaille.

- Now you talk to me. - Who are you?

# And the rockets' red glare

I need you to come with me. I'm with the Secret Service.

Watch Loeman. He's got eyes in the back of his head.

- Firemen don't do that kind of stuff. - What kind of stuff?

Robitaille back down to Chicago territory.

- And the Vice President's. - How'd you happen to come down here?

Fires and scores! The Chicago Blackhawks have tied this game...

One minute remaining in the third period.

You're McCord. I'm Hallmark.

Section B. Now.

- And I'm a little kid. - Hey, fella, I didn't pay to watch you!

I'd hate to see them waste it.

Evaluate situation, calculate potential losses and take appropriate action.

- See you later, Mr. Mac. - Okay.

- I didn't vote for this guy. - That's what makes what you're doin' such a special gesture.

Are these men yours?

One of these clubs is going to skate with Lord Stanley's cup here at Civic Arena Ice tonight.

Duckerman, why don't you put on a jock?

Belfour keeps the play alive.

I'll show you the difference between the game you played and the one I play.

That's one of the counter banks.

Coming to the Penguin line.

If it does, tell my ex-wife her gravy train went off the tracks.

We've got four minutes left in period number two.

- Sprite. No, Coke. No, Sprite. - Shut up!

He gave him a right cross and knocked him down.

Come by some afternoon.

- Lousy. How long have you known what's going on here? - Assume we don't.

Sandstrom and the Penguins have tied it at two.

- Is that all? - Christ, I'm just one guy.

- Nobody else is coming out dead! - How you gonna get there?

This is Matthew Hallmark, Secret Service. Put the Vice President on.

That's why you won't hear anyone complain about my cooking.