Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Can you all spare us some drinking water?
What's the matter with you now, besides your nasty disposition?
Stealing a man's car.
...and you stay there, the rest of your life.
You're worth more than that, a lot more than that,
Hey, hey, slow down, slow down.
That's right, boy. Mr. Barrow's looking out for your interests.
They want us to look big so they're going to look big when they catch us.
Drive with one eye closed.
"But few of them really are justified...
"He was certain he'd caught Clyde Barrow, Bonnie Parker,
"...by a sub-gun's rat-a-tat-tat.
You sure do know a lot about automobiles, don't you?
Get rid of her.
You just be glad that's all you are.
Whose idea was it to get bluebirds?
Get me Sheriff Smoot on the phone.
Please, honey, don't ever leave me without saying nothing.
Look, I'm going to get you a Smith & Wesson. Go in your hand easier. Ok?
You take one of me and my missus, here, Clyde.
How do you like that, Mother Parker?
"Old man depression, you are through, you done us wrong.
What the hell made you do a damn fool thing like that?
We've got to discourage this bounty hunting for the Barrow Gang.
Want some ice cream?
What were you thinking about?
Much obliged.
Bonnie and Clyde, that's who.
...which is no love-making at all.
You just hate it. You get on down there and you put on your white uniform...
Oh, Lord, we thank you for the safety of our loved ones.
Are there any new pictures of Myrna Loy in there?
Here, ma'am, let me help you with... those bags are heavy.
You are just like an old man.
"...and as far north as Chicago.
I tell you. You see my right foot?
Big old Texas Ranger waves his gun at us...
"Law enforcement officers...
Daddy, don't die!
While we're all lying around here near dead,
You all go right ahead.
You think you got the guts for our line of work?
I can't, she's Buck's wife.
...Blanche is married to Buck, and Buck is family.
Clyde Barrow.
With no record and nobody after us?
At least do that much.
If we did half that stuff they say we did in those papers,
You had to do it, right?
Now, how would you like to go walking into the dining room...
Bull!
...to live more than 3 miles from my precious mother."
No trouble now.
See what came of your mischief not doing your job?