Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You see, I got this real shot at playing the Martian in Sinbad Goes To Mars.

- Kill him! - Kill him, Jase!

I said, all in favour.

He also said that you're a chicken-hearted lowlife who sleeps in pig slop, and your sister...

You, over here.

But as an academician, I'm not here for personal glory...

He said, "Your mother works street corners and you're so ugly, flies wouldn't land on you."

I appreciate that you're down here to chronicle my efforts in the national press.

- You're resisting arrest... - Calm... Calm down, Norm! Calm down.

Trash bag? Tra...

Well, I'll take a shot at it before I leave this evening.

Get him! Get him!

What do ya want from me?

Hey, Joey, what'd you and your mother hear from Jase?

Do it, man. My people ain't gonna fail me.

And I don't care if you shoot me. I won't do it.

- Face, you better get outta here. - Amy is outside in B.A.'s van.

I can't breathe.

That's the city limits sign. The town is up the road.

I've been commissioned by the Senate of these here United States to write a thesis on several prisons...

I appreciate that your findings will be published in 70 syndicated papers...

You know, I was just thinking. We had a prisoner check in today that had hair-styling experience.

A haircut is just what I need in this time of severe emotional crisis.

That script stunk anyway. I have to have some creative standard.

He's a marine biologist or some damn thing.

We can blow you away right here and now if you want, Jase.

Hey, great, Murdock, great!

You, uh, don't mind...

That's okay, Joey. That's okay. I'm gonna help you, me and my friends here.