Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll tell you something. This car is you.
- Commander Jim of the airwaves. - Radio!
Wait just one lovely moment.
"Ways to More Colourful Speech"?
Pack a picnic, sit under a tree in the grass.
- Was she down? What? - I don't know.
Jim, don't go up there!
Here we go, another day, another dollar.
So were all the buttons on Helen's car down in the garage.
Give an honest thief like me a bad name.
What happened to her?
Computer says I don't exist.
- The trombones... - No, no.
You really ought to take a look at it.
You're gonna be okay, Jim.
Look at it this way:
What did you want to tell us on the telephone?
Jim, there are other ways people can help you.
I'm supposed to see her old lieutenant later...
Oh, man.
She was cracking a burglary ring.
All right, uniforms are in the truck.
Let's go. Come on, you too. Let's go.
...you're under arrest for illegal trespass...
Do you know who they are?
...can't get to you there.
Cindy.
They're trying to make us into digits and I'm tired of it.
- No sirree, Bob. - No sirree, Bob.
They threw their blanket down, turned around and there she was.
Hey, where you going? Straighten out.
Captain Dobey's office.
I'm coming, damn it all! I'm coming!
...which means we gotta sweep the place careful...
Man, we're talking about lives! Lives, man!
...so none get left behind to set off an alarm.
Hey, don't shoot!
Radio transmitter.
- Let me help you, Jim. - Please, get away!
The other half are just weirdoes, if you know what I mean.