Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A few thousand dollars in the right place, I might have enough money...
Where do you get a bunch of rattlesnakes?
Hey. Good for you, cousin.
Oh, no, okay, I won't.
We break into the place in the middle of the night...
...with the murders of Raymond Escobar and Floyd Simmons.
- Okay? - In the back?
Nadine? I mean it now. This is your last chance.
Mr. Hightower, we've listened to Mr. Dwight Estes...
That ain't gonna happen. I swear.
...what the hell's he need you for? - Vernon, Vernon.
...on account of some dimwit idea of hers, she's got another thing coming.
The fact of the matter is I've never killed a woman before.
I thought you might want to know that.
...and you haven't got the brains or balls for this.
When was the last time you cleaned the sparks in this thing?
You like it?
All right! Let's see.
You're not gonna give up on that Buick out of the goodness of your heart.
Lady, I got...
Mrs. Hightower, I'm Buford Pope.
What's that perfume you're wearing?
...that you have that something else we're talking about on you?
What are you doing here this early?
...sign them divorce papers?
Won't you please come in?
You learn from your mama's mistakes.
Oh, it's a long story. So, what'd your boss say?
- It's about the photos you took of me. - Art studies. Those were art studies.
No, sir. I ain't telling you where Vernon is.
...being a smartass...
Hang on, darling.
- Now, I was wondering... - Floyd?
Mr. Escobar!
- I told you... - Wrong. I don't want to talk about it.
All right, Hightower. Now where's my car keys?
Let her go.
That's why I've been busting my butt at the Blue Bonnet...
So this morning, I went to his office real early...
Soon to be Mrs. Vernon Hightower.
No, nothing's the matter. It's... It's just that...
Here.
All right, boys, if I was you, I'd head for high ground.
...and Ed "Mountain" Hayes. They corroborate your story.
Darling, if I don't make it...
Are you okay?
Mostly luck.
And this place don't belong to Vera, does it?
You was wearing a pink sweater.
- I got a surprise for you. - All right. I'll be right there.
What, are you trying to get me killed?
...unless, of course, you've got a fondness for rattlesnakes.
- Get away! - They're all over me!
...so you wouldn't feel you made a mistake.