Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We'll talk about this later, huh?

Um... (Murmurs)

and heir to the Goldfarb Girdles fortune.

- (Smashing) - Thank you, Victor.

- You understand that? The blimp! - (Cheering)

While you're drinking, that truck to the left.

Second thought, Father, you want to bless him?

- (Man on speaker) 7-Eleven. How can I help? - Pumps one and two, hit 'em.

We're racers, not rapists.

Hold on to your lunch pail.

(Tires screech)

Hold still, Petey. Say cheese.

(Hui chats excitedly)

I want you to find an old friend of mine, a Mr. Shakey Finch.

Shakey. My God, it is you. Hello, Shakey!

Just think, we have a professional physician on board

(Laughs uncontrollably)

For this I'm going broke, paying that Beverly Hills analyst?

(Chan reproaches)

Can be such a bore, talking to those chaps.

(Chan and Hui laugh)

What are you, some kind of nut? Who do you think you are?

Almost everything I wear is pink.

Would you shut up a minute and listen to me?

- Doesn't fit in the ambulance. - I got the doc here, didn't I?

They got vets for that. We got other things to worry about.

Doesn't matter. You look terrific without it.

Boom-boo-boom, pow! Pow! Pow!

- Beautiful. Wonderful. - Great.

Gosh! Wait till I tell my friends

Let's get that first car up here. We're gonna get this thing under way.

You're gonna get a slap.

(Tires screech)

What does Dr. Gay do?

Sorry. I don't want fruit in my drink.

Where's he gonna sit?

And, as for the winning vehicle, well, we'll just have to wait and see.

- It'll keep! - It's really important.

3,000 carefree, madcap miles to California.

That's better than hiding it... That's better than hiding it out back.

I'm afraid this car is full of surprises.

- (Thud) - (Spring boings)

(? Ray Stevens: Just For The Hell Of It)

from sea to shining sea,

Thank you asshole.

Normally, I drive right around the speed limit.

(All) Foyt. (Pamela)... Foyt.

Hello, Mother. I trust you had a pleasant day.

Those guys are more juiced up than that Ferrari.

I made up my mind right then, I was gonna go for it.

In the pizza business, when things are slow, you tend to eat the inventory.

- Eight hours! - Damn! I... I gotta go to the john!

- Yeah. And those priests... - Weren't fathers.

I guess you must have misconstrued my remark

I didn't have any friends like I do now.

- Watch. Watch. - (Whimpers)

(Man on radio) Little silver four-wheeler that just flew past, with the good-lookin' seat cover.

Golf course, bar. Where else? Hospital!

I'll take these bleeds here...

Somebody's hat.

We're gonna blow this Cannonball thing wide open

Terrific. We're out of beer, Victor.

There... There's a spot in... right in back, and it's a perfect spot to hide.

- Why? - Why what?

A lot of goodies for you guys and a Big Gulp Dr Pepper for me.

The board has asked me to express their concern one more time.

We're on our way to California.

- Goodbye. - (Engine approaches)

George Hamilton?

(Pamela hums tune)

- Hit it? - Hit it?

- Will you go faster? Come on! - I'm trying!

I've always wanted to be... Captain USA!

Then he ate his treadmill. Whoo!

I don't know, but whatever it was, it was doing 125.

that we were both flashers and sex maniacs.

- Oh, it's about the doctor. - It's really important.