Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What looks good, amigo?
Talk to anyone.
Holy shit and shove me in it.
So, Joan Wilder, you must come and write my story.
Why do these Third World cesspools always gotta be so hot, will you tell me that?
- Right. We just have to get out this window. - Please.
We'll see about that.
Cartagena, Colombia! Long time no... Oh, shit.
Jesus! Everything's always gotta be your way? It's just like the goddamn boat!
Maybe I would've surprised you.
And my destiny is to outsmart them. You see?
How ya doin'?
I promised Gloria I'd finish that book three months ago, and I can't.
My one true love had fought bravely, but it wasn't enough.
- What are you talking about? - The stone, moron! I'm cocked!
Find for us the Jewel. Accept your destiny.
We have food! We have drink!
I'm so happy to see you.
I think it's a great chance.
But you cannot kill me. Even you are superstitious.
You are Sufi.
Could I talk to you for a minute, please?
Come on.
- What are you doing? - I'm not doing anything!
Very, very big. Very big. Very, very big.
The boat blew up!
Honey, did you get any more Buds?
- I'm coming, too. - The hell you are!
And rats! I'm full of rat bites.
No! Hang on, Joan!
Jack politely asked him to leave.
Don't start with me! I've come halfway across Africa to rescue you.
I don't usually travel by train, but I had a small accident with my helicopter.
And, you! You go this way.
Joan Wilder!
In two nights at the holy city of Kadir Omar will proclaim himself Emperor.
Friends don't stab each other in the back.
- Do you speak English? - "Give back the Jewel. "
Let's get outta here!
- You take it, my love. - Never! Those maggots will not have you.
Joan, will you give me a break?
Ralph, that is not the Sufi way.
America - democracy. We vote, huh?
No!
Well, the best of luck to you, pal. Joan, let's get going.
I come back and you're dead!
Before Omar steal Jewel, everything good.
You know, I really admire your loyalty to each other.
I wish no harm to you!
What do you want me to do?
It was a day like no other.