Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're the Cooper?
- What was that? - Cortez's men.
I want to thank you for your loyalty.
...who doesn't know what she's doing.
You don't deserve to know anything about him.
So that's why you always act like a little man.
You're kind of intense.
We have to do something about it, captain.
- Okay? - Yes, sir.
...Cowboy Noiz.
The reason I came was as follows:
Mrs. Riva, you don't have to do this.
That's supposed to be a key. I think this goes into the patootie.
You know, you seem different now.
They think I'm traveling with a fugitive.
No, you see, once a month, my uterus sheds it's lining.
crying baby
And I drew a picture of it in my I.R.L.
- Who's got the keys? - Hey, I got shotgun!
Why don't you go back to your tiny little desk and your tiny little life?
Listen!
They think I committed a crime? I gotta get to Dallas and clear this up.
Like, there has to be some sort of explanation.
Move forward to the double cones.
- Other fluids go in there. - Whoa. What is she talking about?
...big bag.
I was just chasing you because you forgot your wallet.
Be on the lookout for two female fugitives last seen heading north.
I know everything you said about me.
...but we have to leave by sunrise...
...where we can buy clothing at a reasonable price...
I'm asking you for the last time.
Don't worry about her. Nobody knows we're here.
I'm gonna give you the Heimlich, all right?
And my other sister, she dated a similar piece of shit.
You could be anywhere in the world right now.
They're the gunmen. The guys in the masks.
What's going on?
One 10-12 and two 10-60s.
In prison. That's a...
Because your stupid little skinny arms cannot even stop a bullet!
- That make you feel better? - No, but this does!
Out of the way!
- Wait a second. - What?
Somebody's getting Coopered.
She killed a U.S. Marshal. Prepare to shoot on sight.
Hey! Get out of the way.
They're looking for two ladies, right? Well, this is three people.
Officer Cooper here for a Bravo 6971.
I'll be a woman, and you'll be a cowboy.
- Happy Halloween! - Happy Halloween to you, too, Officer Cooper.
Where are you going?
...so I'm not gonna let them shoot you.
10-45: I'm right and you're wrong.
No, I am recording all pertinent details...
Where the hell am I and who the hell are you?
Don't make me stop you.
Dang it! My gun.
He is known as The Bank of Bogotá, The Tender Tender...
This is where I go down!
You know this. I could drive you.
...with my floppy disk...
Oh, my God. I didn't even feel it.
Congratulation, Officer Lesbian, you wear the shoes of a coward that I hate.
Now, protocol states I have to contact my precinct.
You were supposed to go to Riva's...
Where is it? It's gotta be here somewhere.
Shh. Be quiet! What does a deer say?
I am announcing my entrance into your private domicile.
Please, I'm always going to have some curves.
That is the number one way we track runners.
My chestal what?
You got it.
About $4 million.
Oh, my God!
Instead of being my witness, you're my prisoner.
Riva and his wife are gonna testify against Cortez.
I'm so thirsty. It's like my body's a desert.
I don't think I can make it.
He's probably an investment banker in Miami.
No, you're not gonna need your weapon right now.
All right, ladies and gentlemen, we're about to begin our audio tour.
You need to calm down, ma'am.
Do you have a telephone on you?
You're cut from the same cloth as the best cop there ever was.
Oh, no!
I don't know. Maybe like 42 kilos.
Some sex-type action. Giving and receiving of sex.
- Come on. - Aah!
You have to take me home!
What is he doing here?
- You don't need to paint a picture. - You're used to that, no? Heh.
- Can't just tap the brake, can you, sweetheart? - Sorry, honey.