Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What? Well, then one of you is not telling the truth.

41 years old and I didn't see it coming.

You go into Lopez's dressed like a commando, you get half off.

But the point of this whole trip was to leave me drunk and Texan.

Before we sue the Landry estate for child support...

Good luck finding that in Manhattan.

I spent these last 40 years...

No, don't shoot him! Jump in and save him!

I always knew I had a little New York in me.

I may be your son, I can't change that...

I'm not a New Yorker. I became a Texan when I ate the worm.

You don't have what it takes to stop me. Do it, Topsy.

Technical Development

Who am I kidding? It would have been sir.

Then all three of us will have them.

Fine, you sissy girls, I'll do the job myself.

Have a cigar, you weak-chinned Cuban son of a bitch!

I'd better call my mom.