Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...I repeat, not tolerate any handling of snakes on this premises.
I wanna talk to that son of a bitch over there.
A raise?
If you hadn't been so busy with that nymphomaniac...
Come on, move it. Come on.
- Who? - Miss Low-Rent Lust back there.
No way. No way, Jose.
When you do tie the knot with Renee...
...a radio and air conditioner?
We started off together...
Dead?
I'm sorry about that.
Slow down.
- Will you quit that...? - I'm not leaving till I get those photos!
Vernon.
You mean, "dead" dead?
Yeah.
- What colour neon? - Royal blue.
...but I did give them more credit than that.
- Which one of y'all wants to go first? - Hold on, Mountain.
...with a man on account of his looks.
You and me are gonna have a talk later on, you hear?
- Hon, that man is your husband. - Ex-husband.
You know what kind of trouble that we can get in...?
You hold down the fort. I'll be right back.
I guess this just ain't your day, is it, cousin?
Oh, Mr. Schmidt? He said no.
That's right.
...you could be a hell of a lot more help sometimes.
Tell you what. You let me have the rest of those maps...
So can I have my money today? Please?
Vernon, I think there's something you should know.
...but you'd have just screwed this up somehow.
...go out there and pick him up.
Oh, boy.
He is the daddy.
I'm supposed to be able to call my lawyer.
You hit the nail on the head. Listen to...
If you think I'm through being mad about Renee...
- You the janitor? - Yeah. What's the problem?
Floyd? Any sign of them yet?
Damn. You wait in the back. Don't come out till I holler.
Well, that's all right.
Don't worry, darling. I'm on a roll.
Damn it, that was nothing but business back there.
- Where's my damn nightgown? - This poor man's been traipsing...