Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Very well, counselor. What is the plea?
- Why? - Yeah, why?
...has cost me even more.
- Know where you're going? - Absolutely.
...you're the best cop I ever worked with.
10-4, 20 William 12.
You blew it, pal. This asshole's out of control and I can't stop him.
Over here.
No. It's payback!
Rats in a maze...
I never felt lucky about it.
Push them back, way back!
Dykes on bikes, eh, captain?
Perret! The geezer you want is Yves Perret!
- I can feel it going in! - Oh! Harder!
I was a cop! But because of this dirtbag and his friends, we're on the run!
Catherine, don't go.
You wanna split it?
Any chance he might surrender?
Do the honors.
Okay, let's do it.
Your Honor, may I approach the bench?
Once you're back in general population, somebody's gonna nail you.
You don't look so cocky now, do you?
- Very! - It's not that big a deal.
Thanks. Over.
- He has a hell of a hobby! - We got our own TV show.
- She'll know where to find me. - Got it.
- What do you think? - I'm impressed.
The defendants wish to change their plea.
Tango and Cash! Cash and Tango!
You don't know my mate here.
Not the Welcome Wagon!
Why aren't you guys talking to me anymore? Say something.
Let's see if we can slip it back in.
- Your Honor! - Order!
You're looking terribly anemic.
Yeah, but they had three time-outs.
I understand they open the gym at 5 a.m. You can start pumping early.
- Think, think, think! - An Englishman with red hair.
I always knew we shared the same taste in weaponry.
- About. - Very generous guy.
- Captain? - This the way you screen all your guests?
All right, Requin.
You're speaking like a native already.
I'll bring the beer.
- Your Honor! - Be seated, Mr. Cash.
Look him up. The address is right there.
Why don't you just admit it, that you guys work well together.
- Come on, we gotta get out of here. - All right.
We have to do something about this.
Hey, Cash!
What's this guy own, a used-car lot?
Now that Tango and Cash are behind bars...
You're lucky. I've been shot plenty of times.
...this whole 2020 election...
The guy that just tried to blow you away? Forget it!
Move it, move it!
You'll see.
I prefer blonds.
Oh, God!
The feds are on the case!
I appreciate it.
- You know me, huh? - I hear you're the second-best cop in L.A.
...aimed at taking the two top cops out of action.
Catherine, if you're feeling stressed, don't run away.
Not now, I'm busy.
Can I talk to you?
The Honorable Judge McCormack presiding.
Why play this game?
- Very impressed? - Very impressed.
I got a lot of admirers. You?
Disgusting.
Hey, Ray!
Catherine...