Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Get on the ball? -Get on the bull!
You were wonderful. I'm not just saying it to be kind. You were lovely.
When you flock to the Glenboro Savings branch
No, no, don't. That--
-Do either of you have a tattoo? -No.
Harry, you gotta try this. It's fun.
-Okay. -Skip, what are you--? Skip!
...shithead!
Don't hit him! Please, he's sick.
She remembers that one of the robbers had a tattoo.
-You're a saint. -Why make fun of me?
-I don't fucking believe you! -" I don't fucking believe you."
Because you convinced me. Go on over there, tell them what you told me.
-No! -And the salad.
Oh, my God! Warden!
Fill your garage With Coup de Villes
More Americans probably will.
-Close 1 2. -Close 1 2.
You can feather your nest With frills
-You ready, Mr. Wilson? -Ready.
This is the real deal. We're in deep shit.
Hi. I'm going. Skip, my friend. Excuse me, would you?
...to see if you have any aptitude for it.
... found guilty of misplacing $4 million worth of insurance money.
...and we're gonna whip Sampson's boys and win that goddamn prize!
What are you talking about?
Hello, operator, get me Warden Sampson at Doerin Prison, please. Thank you.
I know that you don't.
-Okay? -Yeah.
Ride 'em, cowboy.
Okay.
You two fellas can go on back to your cells.
...I find the defendants guilty as charged.
Don't worry. I'm no brown-noser.
I bet this whole thing is illegal.
And I know you can't. We gotta get out of here.
He's doing 99 years for kidnapping a trainload of college girls...
Wake him up.
-No. -Yes, Your Honour.
No. Mr. Wilson just doesn't feel the same need to be hospitable as I do.
Yeah.
Take your pill. Three seconds, it's over.
-And being freight-trained. -Freight-trained?
-Harry. -Yes, yes, yes.
-Tell Sissie everything is excellent. -She'll be pleased.
Over here.
He may be going into the rodeo, but he may not come out.
I'm Skip Donahue. This is my buddy, Harry Monroe.
I'm an ass-kisser too.
Holy shit!
There's something I always wanted to ask someone like you. Do you get much?
Don't worry. Jobs shouldn't be hard to find here.
That's Blade. He runs the Third World side of cellblock two.
It's a one-man show. My cousin is visiting from Massachusetts.
Up on Flapjack, here's Skip Donahue.
Right on the end of your nose.
-I'm Skip Donahue. -Jesus Ramirez.
Jesus! You cooked half my stash!
All right.
-I'm looking forward to that. -I guess we have a deal.
What's his story? Why does he get a separate table?