Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I want to talk to Cash.
Okay, Sherlock Holmes, if you're so smart, you tell me who set us up.
...has cost me more than $60 million...
- Is it? - Oh, man, I heard about you.
And that got us nowhere. This time, you're gonna have to trust me.
Open it. It's all there.
I just want you to be okay.
- My lawyer wants me to cop a plea. - Mine too. Eighteen months.
I'm panicking.
You pull that trigger, I'll blow you in half.
You know. Do you love him? Hate him?
Heh-heh-heh!
Not if I don't get out of here.
Pizza’s here
I'm already trying to trace them.
Hold on. Give me a name, Death Breath, or you're going back to England in a baggie!
She got the brains and the looks. How do you figure it?
Well, if it isn't Armani with a badge.
What is your problem?
So then you knew who I was all along.
Well, if that's a sin...
Absolutely. No question. That'll be the deal.
I don't know, but you'll play hell getting anything out of him.
This clock works backwards or somebody activated a bomb.
Yuck!
No.
When were you born?
Fry, Tango.
I'm going to kill you.
If you don't drop it, we all go up.
- Fantastic. - What the hell is this?
Lock this place down!
This thing will go through a brick wall.
We've known each other for 15 years.
I agree. I would like to handle this myself, Mr. Perret.
How fortunate they asked you to authenticate your own work.
Raiders scored three touchdowns in 11 minutes.
Wait a minute! We're on the same team! Just read this, goddamn it!
Yeah, wonder who.
We can go back. Let's go!
In that case...
- Cash? - Yeah?
...to a charge of voluntary manslaughter.
Hurry up!
When someone shows me their Glock
- They got you? - What's it look like?
- Right side. - Got it.
No, I didn't this, and I didn't expect you, either.
Jesus!
Look, start with this.
Let me know when the critique is over.
He just can't accept that he's the number two cop.
First, Mr. Cash.
Nobody will hear me beating the truth out of you.
- That's your plan? - Yeah.
- Who do you think set us up? - I don't know.
...but look for a main building about a mile in from the perimeter.
- Count it if you want to. - We want to.
But quick and easy is not how you run a multimillion-dollar business such as ours.
Been expecting you.
- By the way, your girlfriend... - My sister!
- Buying time. - Time for what?
All right! That's gotta be the last of them!
- Freeze! - We're cops!
...Gabriel Cash...
Ray Tango!
This guy's crazy!
The man's hysterical.
Aerobics instructor, huh?
Look at that, Flattop.
...their mood can only be described as grim.