Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ How great thou art ♪
You don't understand. This guy...
See, he's gonna make it.
-[cocks pistol] -Everyone on the floor!
wipe out all the Martians and, like, try to make it our own.
And before that, a sidewalk in St. Louis. A church is not a building.
-And I don't see any dwarfs around. -Right.
Amen.
You gotta keep aiming at the target even after the smoke clears.
Think lots of people. Lots of cash.
Anyone else got shit to say about my daddy?
Look like they've been sucked out by fish.
[overlapping chatter]
It made no sense.
as if you were fleeing a leper colony. [chuckles]
from our friends...
♪ Then sings my soul ♪
[siren wailing]
Should've known I wouldn't come at you with my right. Not again.
Nothing? What the hell was the kid doing here, then?
[thunder rumbling]
do you have any idea why everyone's staring at me out there?
Right now, you've got a second chance... down the road. But if you commit murder...
That was good. Huh.
I'll make it worth your while, cash-wise, I promise.
[man] Yeah! [laughs, cheers]
[engine starts]
[indistinct chatter]
Oh, yeah?
Or I can start interviewing managers.
Let me... Let me make this very clear.
-They... -[cocks rifle]
That's right.
make a point of easing their neighbor's burden.
Yeah, I've been calling the detective...
I watched Sheriff Nix fish it out right in front of him.
Okay. But...
-Is the lake a dangerous place? -Is what?
Every one we've found so far has been up in the hills.
♪ Please wait and see, baby ♪
[stammers] Yesterday you seemed certain it was foul play.
Mm. Yeah, science fiction's not really my thing.