Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thou shalt not share.
My God, that was bold of you. You didn't have to do that.
World's Greatest Cat Burglar. Now who gives a fuck?
Surely a master thief like you can tell the difference.
You know something? You hit like a girl!
Anna made me realize what a pawn I was.
You're not gonna shoot anybody till you agree with it this week. You're not gonna shoot anybody till you agree with it this week.
- Make a road kill! - Fuck you, Cesar!
Classy way of covering our tracks, eh?
Now we have no choice, do we?
What do you say now, you centrally intelligent scumsicle?
Going once.
- Do you have an answer why? - I got five of them.
If that sort of life is what you wish
It's not what you think. Well, maybe it is.
And I'll bring my entire entourage.
What?
Seriously, Concorde me home, jail me. I don't care.
Don't worry, bonehead. I'm wearing my girdle.
- I'm not worried about the safe. - I know.
and again last night.
the European superpowers are c>oming together for one business superpower.
One down. Kitty Carlisle.
You guys may be the fairest cat burglars of them all...
And be better off than you are
The bigger that takes
It's a very special night
Ball! Ball!
- Can I give you a kiss? - Yes.
As your parole officer, I found you a job.
Are you okay?
One. Two. Three.
Steak burger.
Hey, this doesn't taste like cappuccino.
The black thing on the desk.
Well, What Can I Say?
I choose not to accept the assignment, Mr. Phelps.
out.
Almond Joy, more paralysis!
Or would you rather be a fish
Air bags! Can you fucking believe it?
Okay. This way.
Bobo knows.
- You look gorgeous, like El Zorro. - I didn't know.
- Night and Day? - Frank Sinatra or Ella Fitzgerald?
All right!
it's hard to come up with new ones.
Got a coat, hat.
Go, Leonardo! Please, please!
Come on, Tommy.
Name's Snickers. Plane leaves in 40.
But I want to do community service, to teach a handicapped to yodel.
Bombs?
That's irrelevant now.
I've got the power
All this trouble for a horsey.
One hundred million and one...
Come on, Butterfinger.
- Definitely your turn. - Shit!
Outbid by mine own wench. Quelle bummere.
They're back on.
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
Yeah, directions even I could understand.
As opposed to the Louvre in Wisconsin?
Come here, you chickenshit son of a bitch!
Why didn't you tell me that Hawk had hit the Vatican tonight?
Hudson, look...
They're all but identical.
Let's say I left out this little piece of mirror.