Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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