Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know all about radios. Maybe you can fix the warden's.
It's Ma. She's walking into trouble.
... and fled with $300,000 in federal currency, leaving four dead.
Mm, how are you, Vic? Glad to see you, kid.
You think I'm dumb enough to give myself up to the T-men?
And I thought you were never gonna talk, baby.
Listen, Cody. Ed said this joint is a cinch. Good for 50 grand.
My wife don't wait on nobody.
Let's get out, son.
- Read him. - Maybe on visiting days.
Car A at Western and Slauson, bearing 158 degrees.
- Everything clear? Perfectly clear.
Accidents will happen.
- Oh. You done much fishing up here? - Oh, every year.
Remember a guy named Scratch Morton?
Supposing you wanna push in a place like Fort Knox...
No. Might do me some good.
Little thing I cooked up before we pulled the tunnel job.
Right on the button. Getting in.
One-zero-five degrees.
- How you doing, Parker? PARKER: It's stuffy in here. I need some air.
Heh, heh. Yeah, that's it. A nice gold medal for the copper.
Following are the names of the men who escaped with Cody Jarrett:
Getting inside the joint.
... you have been convicted of the robbery of the Palace Hotel...
How do you like that, boys?
Nice and willing.
You got me wrong. I got nothing against you.
you're guilty of selling pussy, again
Now we're supposed to be in Arizona.
When we crashed out, I didn't leave no forwarding address.
- Did you get anything out of Willie? - A blank.
It would be. Turn around. We'll go back.
What are you talking about? You haven't a chance.
Not altogether a surprise. Thanks for your cooperation anyway.
Now, clean up this place, and clean it up right. And don't leave any calling cards.
"Radio Signal Fallon. " You know what that means, sir?
Not now.
Tell him to plant a getaway car with an oscillator.
My manager, kid.
MA: Suppose they find him, Cody? You know how Zuckie talks.
Be kind of a break to get rid of me for a while, won't it?
We'll set it all up.
I'll take care of him, Cody. I'll take care of him, Cody.
... and I spend most of my time in prison.
... to get his mother's attention away from the rest of the family. It worked.
How would you like a little change of scenery, Cody?
Cody calls charging roadblocks unscientific.
Here, if you're such a pal of his, go back and make it easy for him.
A good feeling. I liked it.
One thing, though. This time, get me somebody with a good memory.
I'll show you where it is.
What's this, a holdup?
- You sure? What kind of question is that?
That's only when you got gasoline or chemicals inside.
What were you doing just now, soldier? Going over the hill?
All right. Right away.
Stop breathing.
- Herbert, are you listening? - Sure, Jerry. Sure.
How do you like that, Ma? Heh.
MA'. I'll take care of Big Ed. I'll take care of Big Ed.
Any place would be better than this.
Cody, the joint's crawling with cops.
Every rookie knows Scratch Morton went underground after that hotel job.
That whole syndicate comes up for trial in a few weeks.
Arthur Cody Jarrett, on your own admission...
What's the toughest thing about a job like that?
- Arrested him myself. - Okay, okay, what's the pitch?
When a tinhorn like that thinks he's big enough to take your place...
They haven't got Cody Jarrett, you hear? They haven't got him.
Got it? Now, when you get to the plant, park across the street.
- Let it ring. FALLON: Someone might get suspicious.
slut, hooker, whore, harlot, bitches.. get bucket naked!
Maybe you shouldn't have teamed up with him, huh?
After a while, a hungry fish comes along, takes a nip at your hook...
"Come out with your hands up, " the man says.
Well, my old lady never had anything.
Take a slant at the mirror in your washroom.
Why should you care if a guy named Cody Jarrett gets his...
Well, you don't have to worry about the Trader.
This concludes the nightly news summary from KFKL, San Bernardino.
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Sorry, boys. They can't all work out.
... but these gentlemen say you don't have a phone here.
You'll be dead.
- I look good in a mink coat, honey. - Mm-hm.