Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Where are they? Are they all gone? Did you get the bad guys?
I liked it. He makes we want to do jumping jacks right now
Don't open that.
Leo, I told you to stay in the car!
On three, huh? What do you say?
Get up, get dressed. Get dressed. Come on.
So you just need to play around in the gray areas...
One...
You're lucky. I have to live with that.
You two are the most qualified. And...
THEY FUCK YOU AT THE CRYPTO
Yep, a Beretta.
We're not going back! Shut up!
- Of course there is. - This house is built on stilts.
As usual, you people have everything upside down and turned around.
This is a two-car garage, and this is my hobby room upstairs.
You want to get busted?
The master race.
One man, one vote! Free South Africa! Give me that flag!
They fuck you with the taxes!
Executive Meat Immunity
- I have to get help. - No way!
It's German.
It's my wife's. I won't go faster.
Rtarl immunity
You going to arrest me if I don't shut up?
THEY FUCK YOU AT THE CRYPTO
I'm sorry. That's very uncool.
God! I love this job! Man! Can't you go any faster?
That's confirmed. You got red, we'll get blue.
No cars.
The important thing is...
This was a new car, Riggs.
- The color's no good. - It's fine. You'll mess it up.
He's back! I'm bad! He's black! I'm mad!
You know how your father is.
Well, well The master race!
You are.
Here it is
Everything is outside.
Hell, how much is it?
Good film
ASTRONAUTIC IMMUNITY!
He's spraying this thing with liquid nitrogen...
I still can't see shit.
Just give me the names of those drug dealers.
I'm going to die doing a svn merge.
Come on, don't be a killjoy!
You do your duty now.
They know you'll be miles away before you find out you got fucked.
I'd like to see your license and proof of insurance!
Fass Ixta
Being told by management that old processes have changed
- 9856. - That's it.
I liked it ... Makes me want to buy rubbers
Oh, shit!
Black Card: Revoked!!!
I can?
As you say, they just happen, Eh, Pieter?
Riggs and Murtaugh.
I have no wine. How about a beer?
Don't use the open frequency.
Let's try to keep this quiet, okay?
Want to get something to eat?
- It's taxpayers' money. - Same thing.
...you slimy little shit.
Sorry, Adolf.
But she's bleck!
He has immunity. We can't touch him, arrest him, prosecute him.
We trusted you.
I signed a waiver. Besides, I usually wait in the car.
It was midnight when I got home to a ringing phone. I answered it.
I'm not eating tuna. Let's go back.
Tonight?
There must be some mistake.
Now get out of here.
The policies of our government are not popular here in America.
You're chipping the paint.
Not German, not English. Kind of guttural. Really shitty accent.
She's dead, Roger.
It makes me want to go buy rubbers now…
Get him up and out.
Everybody, take it easy. Especially you, Riggs.
Why?
Absolute Immunity!
Maybe we let you live, huh?
We're back! We're bad! You're black! I'm mad!
Let's do it.
Do your homework too.
I did exaggerate about one thing, though.
Take it easy, officer. I'm not armed.
I'll just grab a few things... Hell, I haven't got anything.
But you don't pay back the loan. You keep the money.
It is.
Well if it isn't Mr. Sigmund Fraud