Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I hope I've passed your audition. Thank you for asking.
Can't it be like The Getaway?
with Spenser and the girl.
Call me Lori. What's yours?
Wait, stop. Stop.
Ah. Terrible-looking thing. Her stomach looks like her ass.
Aah!
I want to be just like you, Wally.
- I lost my souvenir doll. - Heh.
Letters? What letters?
I don't have any of your money yet.
And Spenser, this time...
I still need my stuff though.
Come on, let's do it again. Let's take it from the top.
Yes, come in. We're receiving you.
That really hurt.
Shakespeare in the Sand!
I set you afire.
Let go of me.
- Give me the phone! - Leave me alone!
It's not the van! This man is good! He's very good!
was equal parts brilliant cunning and sheer testosterone.
Come on!
You did not tell me about American agent!
What?
She's got lips like your sofa.
until we've auditioned him for 12 or 18 months, but the other night...
This has been a total hoot. Hey!
Look what I found.
How can we tell which doll is which?
Spenser.
Bang. Ha, ha.
Oh, God!
The Evil Lady Torturer?!
Mr. Prime Minister...
Don't ever show your face on this mews again!
What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?
Call out the Armed Response Unit. I want this thing crushed, right now.
I could take it off, if you'd like.
Oh yeah? Karate chop this, then!
Do that again.
Deeper.
Wally? Please don't tell me it's over.
Twenty?
My brother sent me money this year, so I thought I'd come over and surprise him.
Green 1. Suspect Ritchie heading for unspecified port. Over.
- Stand by the phone, Des. - Ahem.
- It's something I say. - A joke.
Please hurry!
1 2
I'm so proud of you.
- Pleased to meet you. - My son-in-law, and our host:
That sounds really embarrassing
And ice in my dressing room...
Sometimes it's foolish to be so brave.
Doreen and me, we go open butcher shop. But you will always be my brother.
- What happened? - He went out the window.
it's just a hunch, but I think we might be dealing with...
I salute you.
You don't trust me, do you?
(After surgery) That is so refreshing!
Guys! Let's not forget my safety!
Where are you?
Gah! No.
I was tortured.
I thought this place would be safe.
Aah!
Only he can.
Jimmy paid for the whole thing. I should go, I suppose.
This one is for you...
But there can only be one fastest gun.
Take it.
Mail call.
Fifty.
Keep it coming.
Here, take a load off.
Ah, good. Give him. Maybe we'll finish game.
It's good silly.
- Yes. - We do have to do cleanup after?
- And Sergei's? - The same. If we arrange a meeting...
BANG! HAHAHA! IS JOKE.
- You stupid cow! - Please, mister, you've got to help me!