Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The cleaning fluid salesman.
Unidentified aircraft behind 607 heading.
Miguel, the film commissioner, is reading the script. Get him out there beating the bushes.
His file was specifically chosen by General Fred White, the surgeon general of the air force.
Come closer. I can't see ya.
He also has one of the worst conduct records in the army.
My guess is you don't know what's going on here anyway.
I got one more shot and I'm through. Now watch this.
You're the backup. I'll go in and tip the joint over.
Murdock, I didn't mean to trouble you.
Told you you wouldn't get me this time, sucker! No, sirree.
You got it.
in a world full of dragons.
and most people will do whatever you want.
- It's Friday already? I must have slept like a brick. - You really did, B.A.
Mr Lee said he would call and give me advance warning.
Listen. Just help me here. Stay with me, boobie. At least I'm not asking you for a lousy cannon.
Good enough. Murdock and I will handle the film commission.
Wonderful sense of humour, huh?
Then I traced these people to L.A...
I guess they're not fooled by that scowl you're always wearing.
Pull it and let's make tracks!
Let's turn around and give him a big wave.
I call for a vote. All of those who would drive this bandit out of our town, raise their hands.
Here we are. There they are.
It eats through the soles of your shoes.
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It's your life, Carl. What do you think you should do?
Good afternoon. Lieutenant Blackmore to check out Captain Murdock for psychiatric reevaluation.
Oh, man!
- How you doing? - I ain't stopping for no autographs.
you telling that fathead about journalistic responsibility.
- That's always such a big hassle. - I promise you, we'll get the money when we get back.
And I, for one, do not wish to fight. We are not soldiers.
- We'll talk about it later. - We're at the Princess Hotel.
Hey, muchacho. Why you shoot at Malavida?
B.A. and I'll load the bus. You go with Howling Mad. Now, drop the stuff in the field at noon.
Who's there, Murdock?
Get them! Don't let them get away!
Come on.
I have influence. I have the computer at the paper for research stuff.
I know. I know. Qué submarine?
trying to learn how to do column manoeuvres without running over your hat.
Now, Mr Lee said...
I'm on vacation.
Miss Amy Allen, may I present Bosco Baracus. B.A.
- What? - Let's get this poor heart attack victim off the plane. Murdock, bring your headset.
I'll give it straight.
If you could prove that, I'd sure appreciate it...
- Lynch is coming. - Murdock!
All that "bueno, mi compadres'"junk. Since I got here, nothing but complaints and arguments. So I guess that's it.
Head of the film commission is Miguel Perez. So we're doing the sexy, dumb, blond movie.
Lighten up, fellas. You gotta do these things with style.
If I scare people, it gives me room.
Be firm. Don't let her run your life.
Oh, well.
Women and people of high birth are very trustworthy.
We're gonna escape. Gimme your hat.
He hit B.A.'s pad two hours ago with six M.P.s.
You make a big mistake with me, idiota.
He's afraid to fly. Kind of silly, isn't it?