Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I know you're not wearing anything under that coat.
I hope you had fun, because I ain't gonna.
Ma, are you crazy? I have witnesses. We'll talk about it in my cell.
This is fantastic. Harry, there's a great novel in this.
-Where? -There.
-Wait. -What?
What the hell is going--? Are you okay?
...l also saw you take off the dress and throw it in the trash bin.
Well, folks, take a breather while the judges tally up the scores.
I'd love to.
Oh, you'll save money Knock on wood
When you hear your cellmate's Reaction on Ghetto D
-I'll come with you. -Oh, shit.
Save for a horse Or a brand-new ranch
The warden wants you in one piece till after the rodeo.
-Hello, warden. Nice to see you again. -I've got some good news for you.
Hold on, folks, we got ourselves the first...
But you gotta hold out, no matter what they do. Don't give up.
Damn right!
-Thirty years. -I don't want to do one.
-In the sand? -After the water, we go in the sand.
She may be the single hottest girl on the East Side.
-Don't be misled. He's a chute fighter. -Hello.
Why are you joining the rodeo? Sucking up to the warden?
Donahue?
My grass!
We'd like to discuss with you some ideas...
I've been looking for you.
Hundred thousand dollars.
You think Grossberger ate them up or did he leave some bones?
Please don't touch him.
That's personal.
-They're nice guys. -They'll take your head off.
What the hell's wrong with him?
Finished!
Let's go where there's some sunshine.
Yes, ma'am. Hitting you again, Father.
-Hi. -Hi.
You gotta admit, for an interim gig, this really wasn't bad.
I was looking for the horns to come out. Okay.
I only have one speed: balls-out.
He'll snot on you, fart on you, do anything he can to mash out your brain.
-Be sure we don't miss some rodeo star. -You don't need me, right?
I get nervous sometimes before these things.
Yes, ma'am.
Absolutely not.
Yeah, about that. What happened? I win a prize?
The shit's gonna start now.
-I've never ridden a real horse. -Remember, no spurs in the belly.
Maybe you can identify those guys.
... it'll be a winner-take-all event.
We're supposed to get the money. We don't get shit.
Do you know what you've done? For a little of this, my girlfriend...
-Sir, wasn't this whole contraption--? -Keep moving, turkey!
Well, I realize that $50,000...
Over there.
Let's go. And no slow bucking.
Open the gate!
-You pick your crew. -That's us.
-What do we do? -Start your sentence. I'll appeal.
Well, Meredith, why don't you tell him?
See what this city does to people? They need room to breathe.
-I'm Len Garber, your lawyer. -It's a pleasure to see you.
She'll ruin me when she finds out!