Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay. I think I got him.
Pretty good for a secretary.
Eh... Eh...
- Daddy, go fast! - Huh. Okay!
But you're gonna take me with my suitcase.
Amen.
...I meet the minimum height requirement of an adult female my weight.
I don't even know what that is. That's horrifying.
Remain in your personal vehicle.
- Stop! - Get out of the way!
More like a jumpsuit. Heh.
- I know it's not cool to leave in the middle of a... - Date. It was a first date.
In the line of duty.
I'm not so sure about this Witness Protection anymore.
Thank you for protecting me.
...is prepared to testify against the violent crime lord.
I had a bird, I had the Time Warner...
Miss Riva.
...turn off the walkie...
Put the gun down.
Nice to meet you too.
We have to get out of here.
Sources say Cortez's daughter, Teresa, is likely to be celebrating her quinceañera...
First of all, I want to thank everyone for coming.
Where are you in my time of need?
It's stuck.
Detective Hauser, come back. You know protocol.
Well, then, I got something to look forward to.
Okay, I gotta go.
- One, two, three! - One, two, three. Go!
Just in time to get my head blown off.
I am going to be in Mexico...
I said you're free to go!
Put the gun down.
Uh, I'll have her back by 10:00.
No! I'm on duty, and that is a very difficult work situation in there...
So why don't you let me drive and you can get in the back.
She's clear.
Raccoon herpes.
No! Scratch that!
No! Shove it all the way in! Do it like I showed you.
This could be perfect. We have to change.
It's time to make your father proud.
Aah!
- Sit in my lap! I'll drive! Get on top of me! - Okay.
And why is that?
What's my next line?
Taller.
I'm filled with adrenaline. Look how high I can jump.
This is dangerous and could hurt someone.
You're gonna get your job back? And I am going to get dead!
I'm putting all of that in evidence.
Or, I could drive you.
So you're just gonna squish it way down there.
Yes, but let me explain.
I have a tendency to attract men who run away from me.
You kidnapped me. You broke my parole. What you gonna do, just leave me out here?
- ...are gonna go with him. - Me?
You took down Vicente Cortez!
...but you're gonna need to take your hands off my body!
What, me?
- Get out of here, gringa! - I'm gonna commandeer your personal vehicle.
What's the problem?
- I'm sorry but this is... - Well, you let her on!
We're gonna bump him, okay?
- Who's this? - Mr. Riva, I'm Officer Cooper...
- What? - You're in danger, ma'am.
Yeah, I need to report two suspicious women on my property.
Come on. At least we got Dixon and Hauser.
Yeah, the explanation is that they're bad cops.
- Why? - Ma'am!
Don't really know why.
Keep doing the sounds.
I'm trying! She's moving!
What the heck is that?
This is my banjo hand!
I'm gonna check the back.
Speed up! Speed up!
It smells in here.
Officer Cooper is 4' 9.
Well, seems like you did very well for yourself.
- Why? - Right now. Come on.
All right, all right. And technically he is not a fugitive. I helped him get off.
- Really? - Mm-hm.
...because everything that you see you commandeer.
She's gonna kill Cortez at his daughter's quinceañera.
...like you said:
I can't believe that you broke your little book of rules for me.
I had a stroke.
- Take the shot! - How if you don't keep it steady?
- Yes. - Yes, what?
- Pick up your feet. - These shoes are a safety hazard.
Watch out! Take the shot!
It's a longhorn.
- Hurry up! - Okay!
You want me to go to Dallas?
- Done. - She has the worst arms ever.