Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Is there someplace else we can talk?
- There's a party on the roof. - Can I invite Mr. Potato Head?
- Kiki? - Yeah?
Do you know what kind of firepower we're talking about here?
What are you doing here?
Freak!
I don't wanna hear it.
Don't make a move.
- I'm gonna go for it! - Cash, no!
Don't panic!
...is there anything else you wanna share?
Yeah. This is the way.
...and planted the murder weapon at the scene, didn't you?
Cover your tracks.
Looks quiet.
This is insane.
It'll see 60 in five and a half seconds and pull high-tens in the quarter.
- Great. Is that reliable? - Very reliable. A phone tap.
Ultra-booster. It's nitrous oxide.
- Did you? - I was so drunk, I don't remember.
Off the scaffolding!
- I owe you from back there. - Uh-huh.
Depends how close you get.
Oh, God.
Dream on. You got your version, I got the truth.
I think it's the best organization in the country.
What's the matter, Tango? Come on, dog!
Who holds the pink slip? Satan?
It's not raining and he's standing in a puddle.
- Right? - I don't know.
I leave you with this thought, gentlemen.
Put them on.
Listen to the man.
It doesn't matter. They want me dead. My life isn't worth shit.
...what's the story with you and Ray?
Please.
By the way...
I only hope that the outcome of this trial is such that the whole department...
Oh, yeah, I'm okay. I'm just worried about you.
What did you do with my car?!
Tango and Cash! Cash and Tango!
But...
- Behind you! - What the hell is that?
No more owes-ies. We're even.
How could you be so stupid?
- Great. All you need now is a gun. - Got it.
- Tango! - What?
Genetics Pee Wee!
What's the matter, ace? Got a little headache?
- We are in business. - Oh, yeah, we're in business.
Don't panic.
It was reversed.
- Stay off my case. - Nice tie.
- Stay off my case. - What makes it your case?
When this is over, we have to pay Jabba the Hutt here a visit.
Lower.
But I can't, because...
Perret's gotta be in there.
I can take him.
Attaboy, tripod! You just keep talking.
Can I talk to you for a minute?
He told me he'd kill me.
- What? - I'm not going. I changed my mind.
- My what? - Your what?
I need a gun, a big gun.
Tango, you're going to be my bitch!
How do you feel about Jean Segura?
...I'd like you to watch me...
You have nothing to feel guilty about. I love you.
Get me a toy too.
"I don't know."
Okay, where's the stuff?
It's a seven-and-a-quarter yield.
- Do you want the good news or bad news? - The bad.
Oh, boy.
Who the hell do you think you are?
The welcoming committee.