Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm not sure if I like you.
scored by number 17, Tomas Sandstrom!
How many did you find, fireman?
Luc Robitaille talked to me, and we saw Brad Tolliver close up.
I need some help down here!
- An Orangeade. - Coke or Sprite.
- Looks like those are Penguin tickets. - They are.
pull your hands out of your pockets.
The pass is out to the Penguins.
- Don't be too quick to pull the trigger. - Save it. I placed that stuff.
My dad said you should be sitting in a rocking chair instead of on the ice.
Penguins gun out of their own end at the center ice.
You were with one of our agencies.
Kevin Stevens!
Open it and read it.
We get someone inside with equipment to jam all frequencies...
Then you don't get your money. You lose, pal.
We have confirmation. One thousand meters.
Randy, we got clearance on a Mr. Icey?
Okay, Veep's comin' in. Let's get decent!
The Penguins need a rally to tie the game.
She included me, Tom.
Not to mention, Paul, that he's been sick.
Hallmark?
I keep my machine gun in with the produce.
Daddy!
They represent a total deposit of one billion, seven hundred million dollars.
Two nights ago with the Blackhawks on the brink of elimination...
He'll get the puck out. He really shakes his stick.
- That's my husband's work number. - It certainly is.
Cam Russell wearing number eight in a bright red Chicago uniform.
Come on, Mac. Mr. McCord makes sure the building doesn't burn down.
You could not beg, borrow or steal a ticket before the game tonight.
This place is ready to explode.
Strategy? Shit. They fucked up!
Hey, Joan, going out to entertain the Veep?
- the Penguins kicking the Stanley Cup... - Do you have any cookies?
All right! We took the box.
Gee, I never heard that one before.
Penguins slip it back behind the Chicago goal.
How do you figure that, fireman?
You boys have fun?
As a taxpayer, I don't think you're getting our money's worth.
We are going to steal your car.
- Daddy's a fireman! - He's too scared to be a fireman.
Kevin Stevens gives the Penguins the opening goal.
He thinks, uh, they're gonna win.
What's Daddy gotta do?
The Penguins try to get the puck back, and they do just that.
I want you to pick up the phone...
Ohh!
I'm sorry. You're not cleared.