Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Put me down, fool! Put me down! - Shut up!
until that other friend of yours gets here and gives him some blood.
You want him, you got him.
- Quail. - Uh, you know, uh...
Stick 'em up, Colonel.
I'll do the best I can, but...
- We'll get you home real soon. - Nobody seems to be listening to me.
till they're close enough you can spit on 'em, okay?
- You know, I've been thinkin' about that. - Me too.
on the grounds that I'm not strong enough...
- They're leaving. - Nah, just gettin' a running start.
Hi. I'm the blood lady.
All right, get those guys up on their feet! Come on!
- What are these for? - Grills. They make great grills.
I'm comin' in low and sideways to plug the bag.
Those creeps are probably here to bust their boss out of jail.
Worst that can happen is he starts to hear things that he don't see...
Gin.
§ You in the army now §§
Don't just stand there! Help 'em! Come on!
You must've been a captain. You'll forgive me if I don't salute.
- Murdock? - Yeah, Colonel.
We'd have to have a couple... two, three hours in order to...
Where are you guys? I was getting worried.
No kiddin'? For what?
That's all we have. What are you gonna do with this toilet paper?
I understand, Captain, but war is hell.
right where they are.
Hey, man, let me outta here. I'll make sure you got a motorcycle escort all the way to the state line.
Could be a double for the sheriff's office.
Goin' over to Doc Sullivan's. Nobody comes through that door but me.