Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, scratch my back with a hacksaw!
Now back in goal for Pittsburgh,
Aah!
Sudden death.
How many are dead?
- What's his whole name? - Darren Francis Thomas McCord.
I assure you I won't kill more people than it takes to convince everyone of my sincerity.
Taken away, and McEachern hustling down the right side.
The Penguins trail by only one.
No helicopters or police vehicles encroach on the stadium grounds.
# At the twilight's last gleaming
Hey, what's that?
- What is this, a day-care center? - She saw me off a guy.
- Hello? - Emily.
We've got eight seconds left!
Four hundred million to Banco de Vizcaya, Madrid.
- I'm not afraid of you. - Sure you are.
Hey...is that BrD Tolliver? No...It’s Jay Caufield
- Mr. Ferrara? - Yes?
We'll inform all news outlets of how serious this is.
I have arrangements with the presidents of two.
Oh, buy Sam a drink and get his dog one too!
You'll what? Burn my toast?
I tell ya, Mike, I don't think Tolliver looks like himself right now.
Every body and every thing going into that elevator should have been searched.
Arson investigator, lots of commendations.
- Oh, gross! - I have some work to do.
Come on!
Stay with him.
Daddy!
- Two. - Notify their families.
- You just killed two useful members of society. - No! It's being done!
That's the President's choice, but I think it's the wrong one.
It's the seventh game.
Frequent Flyer is in and on his way to the locker room.
- What are you gonna do, drown me? - No.
- It's only one night. - It's the last game of the Stanley Cup.
- It's very important work. - Are you a fireman again, Daddy?
That's all you need to know.
- Mr. Vice President. - Aw, shut up. He's campaigning.
- Unless I get a direct order, I'm getting those guys out. - Sir?
There'll be a total media blackout on this.
If I can't get back to him, he's sitting in D-10.
Work don't stop just 'cause the Vice President's coming, you know, babe.
- Joan. - Hi, Darren.
- Let me see your license. - Oh, sure.
I love you too.
Aaah!
Sutter fires and scores! Chicago does get the third goal!
Tell the President I'll keep him fully informed until the Vice President's out.
If you were packing heat, you couldn't get in here.
You know, I voted for you. I really did.
That one came off Steve Smith, the Chicago defenseman, and finds the net.
Penguins looking for a lift here to try and get back in this game.
The Hawks attacking the Penguin territory.
as the one you deserve.
The Penguins need a goal desperately.
You don't have to think, Mike. This is hockey.
Tolliver, that's a thousand-dollar fine!