Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're sure taking it calm.
Your job is to figure out that word.
Hello.
This is from the Middle Ages. How do they expect you to move?
Which you won't start writing till we get out of here, right?
They're gonna electrocute him next month.
Hi. Hi, fellas.
What is this? Look, what? Cheating, look!
Nobody has ever just sat down and honestly talked with that man.
Excuse me. This is my cousin, Meredith. She's been helping out on your case.
My back still hurts from yesterday. Hurt it again.
I'm an ass-kisser too.
Then he killed some people who reminded him of them.
-Jesus says the rodeo is bullshit. -Why? How come?
What a sweet, beautiful face he has. Look, he's listening to us.
That's right. We don't want no shit, either. That's right.
What do you want me to do?
-Part-time. -Are you some kind of loony tune?
Must have been pretty bad.
I wonder what triggered all that violence
Me when social distancing is behind us.
Harry, rub me a little bit, right here, would you? That's it.
We didn't do it. There's a misunderstanding.
But when you wake up, you'll find she's not very serious.
...ain't much these days, but it might stimulate a little interest.
We Bad
A hundred and twenty-five years without a whiff of pussy.
-We tried charades. He doesn't get it. -This is dead. You can't play it.
-Oh, do we have to listen to this? -Were you in the middle of something?
Harry, what's the matter?
-Hello, Donahue. What can I do for you? -I'm ready to make a deal.
Go to three.
Go on over there.
I was right. This is illegal and he knows it.
More Americans should spend time behind bars to understand.
They got this Korean doctor just came to this country. Don't get him.
The money was never recovered...
-Ready? -Okay, let's go.
-I'm mad about what happened. -It's not the end of the world.
...they're gonna want you to ride in that Top Hand competition.
-Yes, sir. -Oh, me too.
I can get you things, like a cheeseburger.
My Mantra
Skip, don't go over there, man.
Swell. Just swell. A few ups and downs.
Okay.
Today? This afternoon?
Oh, you motherfucker!
-Let's not find out. -It might be important.
A bull by the name of Tornado.
-Word is that your warden's a nice guy. -He's a prick.
I'm sorry. Harry Monroe, Skip Donahue...
Two years ago we got new Ping-Pong balls. Five boxes.
Are you ready for the main event?
Say, how've you been getting along?
She's bad, ain't she? What are you laughing for?
For God's sake! You're gonna get us in trouble.
Get up. Get up!
Seeing as how you're in such good shape...
-He's my man. -Did you tell him? It wasn't so tough.
You've got to convince the warden that you won't ride, no matter what.
He's having a fit. He don't have his fit pills.
See those two guys?
I don't understand one thing. Why do the guys go to the rodeo?
...then get replaced by an amateur who knows nothing.
You might as well have burned the Pentagon!
The prisoners don't get one penny of that money?
That'll put a dent in our bankroll.
You know we're innocent?
His horse is so tough it's already put 1 1 cowboys in the hospital.
I can't feel nothing in my leg!