Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Really? Can I get the chart? - No!
- It was supposed to be funny. - It really wasn't.
They're not just shoes.
I'm sor... Actually, I thought you were an urban myth.
This is a suicide mission.
- Nothing there. - Nothing.
Then two 10-2...
- Muffin. - Toast.
But it doesn't look good, so you're turning a tiny little radio on... What?
Don't try and kill Cortez. I have a better idea.
- Penis! - Uh...
Me? What kind of pendejo cop are you?
That's not what I meant.
What? The brown lady cannot read a book?
And I can't let you kill him.
He begged for his life.
Get down!
...they must've been driving 180 miles per hour to get here that fast.
And do not think that I forgot you tried to escape.
I already know the ending.
Okay.
Oh, my gosh!
I'm the biggest fan they have, I wanna get up close and personal with them.
Here we go. I have a tendency to be hyper-focused...
No one's gonna see that coming. I should learn to knit.
I woke up this morning and my partner was killed.
What are you doing?
I'm in a very difficult work situation...
I didn't kill Felipe.
Well...
Oh, my God. I think it's working!
I was following protocol, sir.
She did not take a bullet.
You took a bullet for me? It went right through you and hit me!
Just someone who likes a lot of stuff.
...or the back of this car is gonna be the second crime scene...
Get to the car, radio for backup.
Now go get me food before I pass out.
Your father would be very proud.
It does not smell. It is not a real deer. It's a decoy.
Who are you? What are you doing?
This is too dangerous.
Teresa!
Daniella Riva, a Hispanic female, approximately 40 years old.
Yes! That's it.
Oh, God, this is happening.
Is she breathing?
You're not going to try to stop me.
Get a move on. Come on.
Ugh!
Here.
...but I'm a Christian, so I wasn't interested in that.
- I am her lover. - What?
He died a few years ago.
Watch it, mister!
It was worth the wait.
And looking for a cow to milk, while putting on makeup.
...I kind of like your smile.
- And I love her. - What are you doing?
That's bullshit. I'm calling the cops.
- Come here, Cooper. - Ugh. Ow.
You made me not kill him so that you get to kill him?
...as presents for his vain, dumb trophy wife.
I'm gonna pull my body up, and push it out the window.
- Okay. - Yee.
You're gonna need this!
That's no underwear, that's a diaper!
You have a bottle opener?
Go, go, go!
Why do you look like you're in Menudo?
Actually, I'm kind of, like, annoyed...
You have to stop treating me like I'm a stupid rookie cop...
Get up! Help me!
Are we alone?
Feminine what?
Okay, I might've Coopered him a little.
- ...when there's a task at hand. - Exactly. That there is your problem.
- But I'm totally crushing it as a dude. - That little fake mustache you put on is perfect.
But I remember that was not your strong suit.
...so it's difficult to relate to people...
What do you think that you're...?
All right. Well, that's my job.
No, no. I was doing a thing like:
Yes, I will have dinner with you.
You want me to wear a wire?
Why don't you go and commandeer some food from your cowboy boyfriend?
You gotta be kidding me.
- My name is, um... - Uh-huh.
I just don't understand. I just feel like it doesn't make any sense.
It's just that... Don't take this the wrong way. You're kind of intense.
- ...to get you to the courthouse. - I know, by 8:00 a.m.
Shut up and untie this cheap bracelet.
You and your perverted little mustache. Get out!
So you only got two choices:
The other set Caucasian...
Something bad happened to the phone.
- Dang it. - We did it.
Move along.
No, that doesn't make any sense.
I mean, I could kiss you right now.