Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Fine. Take me in, John. I don't care.
It's better. You're in the Saturday game!
"The legendary hockey players of Mystery, Alaska, were born on skates...
your very own Zamboni.
It's the Great Alaskan Hockey Rush...
- Come on.
If you ain’t seen Myatery, Alaska... You ain’t seen dinky do...
I'm gonna extend a little invitation to the New York Rangers!
- Connor! - What about Connor Banks?
Let's go! Let's move!
Not too bad.
We don't know who they are or what they are.
Wasson's back for a shot... and Winetka steals!
Mr. Pruitt? Are you all right?
Price World's not gonna come, Mom. We're not big enough, for God's sakes.
the NHL named Wayne Gretzky as its player of the month.
- Get it, John! - But the Rangers are right back on the attack.
Do you like massages?
when he, uh, you know...
It's two tenths below zero. The committee won't be happy.
There's no doubt about it. But Mystery's going to need more than the cold on their side.
Look, the Alaskans have never taken on a team of this size and skill before, okay?
- He'll see you now. - Oh!
Do I look like I'm okay? The fucker shot me!
- Come on!
- No! - So much for a friendly exhibition game.
We gotta get goin'.
He's got Banks on the wing. Pass to the middle. Robertson catches it.
Whoo!
Jackson dumps Banks and gets the draw.
What?
Don't rush the shot. Three men across the blue line.
Look out! Yeaton rips the head off him!
They're going for it. Everything's on the line!
Well, I don't think it refers so much to your ethnicity.
- Yeah? - There's a helicopter hovering over town hall. Looks Russian.
Soon, it'll be you out there.
Big doings we've got going here in Mystery these days, huh?
I'll play those Rangers.
Well, if it's all over what he said, I'd just as soon it'd be all over that I hit him.
You want one of those goddamn TV trucks to fall through the ice?
See? You're the big guy.
- Are you gonna arrest me? - Do you want me to?
in the Saturday game, but I would think there are bigger tragedies in life!
Hi.
They're looking to find Connor Banks. He is the sniper.
Get away! Get away!
Come on! Pull it off!
you know, after you.
He's a...
I figure, what the hell. I ain't that attractive.
I'M COLD
The puck drops here.
- What are you doing? - Come on. Get down.
to federal court in New York on Tuesday.
Little Richard, I'm from Mystery.
tic-tac-toe, wide-open skating.
Finally, Holt controls the rebound.
When you're singing the National Anthem...
I hate you bastards! I hate you all!
You wanna hear a thwap?
Anybody fuckin’ tired?
- Yeah. - Good idea.
It's me that embarrasses you, isn't it?
Move that puck, fellas! He's opening up!
So, uh... Well, so did it?
The strange snowmen who play on a lake... the Mystery boys.
And all of you, and all the TV commentators...
That was then.
Says he was aiming at a sack of Puppy Chow, trying to scare him.
Right here, Connor. Thanks. Hot, hot, hot!
We'll get our shots. We're not out.
- In Mystery, Alaska? - Right here.
- It's gonna be a hot one today. - Hey, tape!
I hate to say it... they’re done like dinner.
Which makes what I'm about to ask...
- What the fuck was that? - Biebe torpedoed into the net!
Me, every time I poop. I'm the toy pony
against a Cinderella team from the tiny town of Mystery, Alaska.
I'm fine, Donna.
More potatoes?
My, uh...
Things have changed. We want you to coach.
- Hang if you have to, Connor. - Got it.
Jimmy, you gotta love these kids. God knows I do.
along the boards, you gotta fight for it!
- No way. - And Lane chases.
Down the borders with Lane checkingJackson around the net.
Hello. I'm Doug McLeod, and with me is NHL Hall of Famer...
So, you're a producer, huh?
If this game happens, it's only 32 days away.
Well, he's out again.
- Anybody here tired? - No. - No.
What you say in the room stay in the room.
John, that was high school.
- Don't say you're sorry. - Okay.
- You want me to take you in? - What, are you gonna arrest me for reckless Zamboni dri...
Well, we don't have to say goodbye, really. I hope to be back in June.
That's right. Good. Excellent.
Hooked by Neskorami, Marden goes down.
that could tear the heart out of this place.
Shark, you with me? Yup!
So I bring back the New York Rangers.
- Thwap, thwap, thwap. - The boy's got no shame.
It's beautiful, honey.
or someplace where brothers and sisters were off-limits to each other sexually?
in front of the net, you don't got dinky-do.