Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

hands have always run in my family.

Oh, do you know something? Hmm?

Anytime you're ready, Heywood.

Government business? What kind of government business?

Wong, let us not forget. Our house is honored by the presence of a physician.

I just love this kind of stuff. Oh, come on!

All the years we've been together, I never heard you mention that once.

See, I'd been spotting their signs for quite a while.

All right now! Hold it! Hold it!

She won't open her mouth.

Just a second. Hold 'er up.

I wonder. What?

Get me out of here!

How am I gonna get out west if I don't have any horses?

Wong reveres knowledge. We are at your service.

A dress shop? Hold it, Penny!

and fulfill my lifelong ambition.

Fix this crate. What are you trying to do, get us thrown in jail?

♪ He's the shakiest gun in the West ♪

♪ But he'll win the fight ♪

Now, I don't want you to think that I'm not grateful for the drinks,

Here. We're gonna need this when we make our break.

Aw, Ma! Now don't "aw" me.

Uh, have you seen this "ladiola"?

Them Indians is ten times as scared as you are...

At least we can ride together as far as Hole in the Wall.

and one in the pants.

That's not Episcopalian!

Well, I'm not going to cry.

You knock off that chip and you'll see what it's all about.

Penelope Cushings. Won't you come in?

Here, you want me to give you a hand with this?

West is that way.

Arnold, kill Heywood, I'll give you $600.

Now that seems kind of expensive to me!

Doc the Heywood.

And suddenly, out of the blue sky,

I realize that this is hardly the time or place to bring this up,

Now, Miss Stevenson,

I'd at least like you to meet my mother.

Devils! Hold it.

Your average Indian's the healthiest person in the world.

It's a trick! I just love this kind of stuff!

I know this is no time to bring this up, but how much is it?

have a little supper...

I'm her best friend.

Gracias. It was a pleasure doing business with you, sir. Chop-chop!

Say, Doc. How 'bout us havin' a real gunfight, huh?

Hmm. Emergency.

After 30 years of rustling cattle and holding up banks, I'm packing it in.

there was two at the can,

Hold it, please. Just a minute.

It's Gant and Basch!

Is it in your mouth? Oh, yeah.

Here, read this.

they ain't likely to be federal men.

Madam, madam, please be patient.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Thank you. Thank you.

Isn't that Laughing Deer's daughter?

That's the story of my life, you know.

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