Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're unbelievable.
Don't panic!
- Done for me? - Yeah.
Detective Cash assaulted me.
Grime, crime and slime.
This is the biggest pile of shit!
You almost got yourself killed, pal.
...are very happy together...
You I'm not so sure about.
...not that you won or lost...
You don't have to. I hope you make it on the outside, Cash.
Tango, we only got 11 minutes.
You get anything out of that guy?
- Squarecrow? - What would you call it?
Now, Mr. Quan.
...and so much damage.
Real great police work! Way to go, Cash! Way to stay on top of it!
- You know, I like dealing with cops. - Why's that?
...is a pussy.
It's evidence.
Subtle! Real subtle!
They were transferred off the bus near Victorville.
Yes, quick and easy is how you make a cake.
Oh, shit!
- Ray. - Hey, captain.
Jump to those wires, slide down, and we're home free.
Sure, sure.
- Catherine working tonight? - Who?
Dishonored, imprisoned.
Do you have anything to add, Mr. Cash?
Look, I know it had to look bad.
Lucky for me this place is soundproof.
All right, this is lesson number one.
...Jack.
That way Lopez figures, no matter what happens, I'll think it was Quan.
Come on, Tango.
You're dead meat, Tango!
That's enough! I mean it!
I see him, but I can handle this myself.
Soap.
Is that a proposal?
Within that time...
You get the feeling things are about to get bloody?
Genetics, peewee.
Hold on. Catherine.
Hiroshima. Ring a bell?
Two!
Hey, Gabe, do you need a special weapon?
Who do you think it is, Quan?
- Now what? - Okay, no problem.
What is that?
- Who? - He didn't tell me his name.
- We're gonna get FUBAR now. - What's FUBAR?
Drop your weapons!
Owen's not family, is he?
...use extreme caution.
Yes, mommy
I have a slight aversion to getting FUBAR.
Congratulations.
Ain't you, Sonny?
I figured it out. You and Ray have been getting a lot of press lately.
More?
You want my vote for the Psycho Hall of Fame, asshole? You got it!
Ray Tango said you could help me find him.
So do I.
Ow.
The bloke with me in prison.
When the Great Scorer comes to write against your name, he'll mark...
- No problem. - I'm convinced.
We're almost out of gas.
You're a glory hound and a hot dog.
Run this guy Perret through your computer.
I spend so much time with my career, I hardly get a chance to see you.
You're going down for this.