Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hi, it's me, Nadine Hightower.
All you have to do is hand over the map.
And my pistol, goddamn it.
Damn it, woman, I'm trying to get the Blue Bonnet refinanced.
Okay.
Of course.
...hand it over.
I'd just like you to run a little errand with me, that's all.
Oh, if you're trying to scare me with that thing, it won't work.
- How come? - I ain't ever talking to you again.
- What do you want? - Did you or did you not...
And we have something here we haven't figured out what to call it yet.
All right, come on. Let's get out of here.
I know this old boy who owes me a favour.
Nadine, I've got reason to believe that you were at Ray Escobar's today...
...and told me you was a personal friend of Hugh Hefner...
...what if I was to sign those papers?
We have leads that point to the fact that the killer's undoubtedly a woman.
Here's what we're gonna do. I'm gonna start shooting.
Hold that box right there. Floyd?
The first thing I'm gonna do is get me a new sign.
...don't spend your anniversary at the bar. She won't appreciate it.
Well, you sure you're not gonna change your mind?
Are you crazy? Vanessa's got the hots for Brett.
Give me the keys!
Chasing around this town with some floozy.
So, what do I do? I go down to the store and try to exchange it.
You do that, boy, you'll be wrestling duck shit come Thursday night.
I remember the first time I set eyes on you.
Then we have breaking and entering. Then some more resisting arrest.
You know what your problem is, Vernon?
We're going out that door...
That jukebox you bought with my money...
Sug, I knew I could count on you.
I'm gonna keep this box right here under lock and key...
How's the old Blue Bonnet getting along anyway?
You want to explain why you're so sure?
Now haul ass.
There ain't no beauty supplies in here, is there?
Maybe we could paint the outside a little.
Look at it this way. Your share just got a whole lot bigger.
Hey, now. Hey, wait a minute, now. Hey, I know my rights.
Way it works out, I'm not able to see you tonight, hon.
I'll pay you back however much you're out.
...because he is nothing but a low-down skunk.
I paid a bunch of money for some information...
...the bank is about to foreclose on that bar of yours...
Yeah. Sug? Sug, I gotta go now.
I've good reason to believe you possess...
Hey, hold on.
The only Hightower I know...
Well, I might.
We can't go down that way. It won't reach that far.
...and you were getting what you deserved.
I must have gone into the wrong place.
Listen, you can't drive a Ford on account of...
Well, if you have to know, he's dead.