Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There is no way they're gonna let me have that money...
Well, I'll visit you in the jailhouse.
You see that busted headlight? You see that baling wire?
They didn't come out the back, so they must be in here someplace.
- Well? - Well what?
Damn it, I keep telling you...
So why don't you let my boys here set fire to that dump of yours?
All right, I'll get serious.
I've also got reason to believe...
Honey, you don't wanna be late for work, do you?
What did you do to him?
You got that?
And then, according to Mr. Hayes...
Yeah, it looks real nice.
Can I have my picture back, please?
...of Playboy fame. How about that?
...I'm ready to do business. - You want serious?
Vernon Hightower, you got a hell of a lot of nerve.
First drink's on Vernon Hightower...
...over at the Dairy Queen.
- Where'd you get this thing? - You have a cold beer in the icebox?
...would know a thing like that. But I'm such a trusting person.
Listen, this is not the easiest thing in the world.
Mr. Hightower, just about the only thing you're not guilty of is murder.
I want to apologise for bringing you here in this crude and vulgar way.
...and you tell your friends to put down them guns...
Hey, hey! Call the police! There's been a murder up here!
Are you ever truly gonna give me that Buick?
- Lf you think you'll throw away money... - Trust me.
...and promise to make no claim on the Bonnet.
...and you didn't tell me about it? - We'll talk about this another time.
I think Roger's gonna have an affair with Vanessa.
This better not be one of your swindles.
Nadine, I mean it now.
Where have you been? I been looking all over town for you.
...that it's better to be lucky than smart.
I am not the least interested in your plans.
Once I get that shuffleboard in, I can enlarge the dance floor...
We ain't going down.
...and as long as I'm breathing, you're gonna have me to deal with.
Good evening there, Boyd. Sorry I'm late. How's business?
But I think I can fix it so you'll be real anxious to talk...
- You won't forget about the garbage? - Of course not.
This'll only take a minute.
- Dwight, hon. - I'll be right in, darling.
Watch out, now.
...forget it. You're a two-bit loser, son...
Not yet.
That'd be real nice.
You tell me, how much do you expect to get?
She don't look that smart to me.
Mr. Escobar?
As soon as she signs those papers, we can get married.
- You know that? - That'll do the trick.
Nadine, we're getting out of here right now, and that's an order. You coming?
...I'm in the middle of a big financial transaction...
Oh, darling, what happened?
Oh, my God.
Here we go.
No.
Get against the wall.