Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm gonna check out the church steeple. We better get going. We haven't got much time.
You ain't gettin' me to trial, man.
It's a long story, and no one wants to listen. We're on the run.
You know you shouldn't move him.
I'm not interested in your money. I just want to know what happened to my patient.
Okay, baby. I'll see you tonight.
No way. You're in it, man.
Okay, Murdock, you're on.
Hey, fat lip, button it!
Uh, never underestimate your enemy, Sheriff.
Waste of time, Deputy. We have friends in very high places.
Hello, Jack? This is Mo Sullivan. Is the sheriff in?
Then get the women and children in vehicles and get them out of town.
Just spring some oil man's son from his kidnappers.
I don't make passes.
No need to wait, Face. I think this is the place.
Well, on the other... hand, blood is thicker than water.
Face, pull in by that crane.
'Course, we're a little hard on cops and civilized women.
- Nice work, Hannibal. - Thanks.
You are in it bad.
No offence, Sheriff, but that's been tried before.
This is your man, Howling Mad. What's the buzz, Face?
Nobody's comin' back for you, punk.
Lockdown. Lockdown.
No doubt about it. You're on a cold streak here.
Yeah, I noticed that too.
But we got a "Red Ball One." That's big trouble.
Maybe. But I gotta try.
Man, I'm warnin' y'all for the last time. I don't want this sucker's blood in me.
Uh, we better soothe him a little first.
I'm not a nurse's aide. I respectfully refuse...
He's got a Mohawk and about two tons of gold and bad manners.
Face, B.A. loves you.
They already told us how you and your guys broke out of Fort Bragg.