Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm gonna need your social.

Yeah. Worst $50 I ever spent.

All right, Dad, it's over.

Kill, Topsy, kill!

You won't fry for it. We're just covering our own tracks.

We don't need spark plugs. We'll row to Cuba.

[Cotton groaning]

and took her to the Rainbow Room.

[Tillie screaming in pain]

Now, Hank, did your parents ever tell you...

Fine. Everybody's a Texan. Change planes in Dallas, you're a Texan.

Well, what makes you think I'd have something like that?

I've got your spark plugs, so you're not going anywhere.

Didi, get the camera. He's doing it again.

For this job, we'll be using the half that's Cuban.

Your father dragged me pregnant to New York.

Then he dragged me to a baseball game at Yankee Stadium.

I think it's time we finally completed our mission.

I just wanted to kill Castro.

No. I mean, don't mention anything to her.

It's okay, Bill, you can ride with me after I put my new plates on.

My mom wouldn't just hang up on me for no reason.