Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And the "T," yeah, on the right side.

We're into the chicken now. We're almost home.

We're back from picking up after that gas barbecue explosion.

-The last round's on me. -Thanks, buddy. Here, this is for you.

-It's the Mobu chick. -It's the Mobu, you're gonna live.

I was irresponsible? I was here all night trying to find a way to get our jobs back!

...charges can be reduced to simple trespassing.

You know, science.

I have my doubts about this whole thing.

I ain't got your chicken bones.

I don't know. He went crazy down there! He kept trying to open--

Really? You really like it? Good. I got you one, too. Try it on.

Cast spells....

-He's got papers for you to sign. -Go ahead, sign them.

Really? I was the one zooming along. Wings up, flaps down. Whole nine yards.

You will need this.

Don't be putting that on me, I ain't got nothing to do with it.

-Don't move! You're under arrest. -No, Officer, I don't....

-You're kidding? He's not there? -What will we do with these two?

-Like Tinkerbell, right? -Stop joking!

If I sign this, does that obligate me to pay for his funeral?

-Relax. Let me do my job. -Please.

-What happened to his clothes? -I don't know.

It was great. Yeah.

No, just wait right here. I'll get my keys and I'll drive you.

We're almost there.

-Good idea. You okay? -Never been better.

You sure they're guilty? They look kinda stupid.

-Let's ask her about the map. -No.

Because you're going to find it difficult to find employment with this scandal...

All right, get the box.

My buddy said he has one just like this except it's black.

-That's heavy. Just give me that. -Easy.

How do you feel?

You know, for keeping yourself a virgin for me.

It's a key to a safety deposit box in St. Thomas.

-On three. -Okay. All right.

Forget about work for a while and try and relax.

Just around the bend.

Put them in the back.

Thank you very much, that's all we'll be needing of you.

I've heard enough.

Now, there's a code on the thing.

Mobu ain't got no power. Let me check our manual again.

-You got the other one? -Yeah, yeah.

We were there the whole weekend. It's awful. A tragic story.

Do me a favor, blow me.

Called the insurance company. They said since nothing was stolen...

-Someday they'll catch up to us. -The operative word is, "someday."

Wings up, flaps down. Yeah, right.

He wasn't my friend. Lomax tried to kill us.

The banks don't open until 10:00 tomorrow. Come out. Take a look.

-Come on, give me a hand. -You're doing fine by yourself.

Freeze! All right, hold it right there!

Twice. He was going to lead you to the money.

I'm willing to bet you that's the $2 million that Lomax stole.

-Ladies. -My God!

Not fair? Why did I let you talk me into coming on these schemes?

I'm gonna put you wise guys in jail for twenty-four hours.

Papa, he's a doctor, and interested in the occult.

There we go. Now, we're into the bone-tossing thing.

First, it's illegal.

Breathe! Richard, you spit on me!