Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...and they have attraction towards each other.
- Ha-ha-ha. - Okay.
Protocol states that you only need to pack the essentials, ma'am.
Yeah, I can, but you gotta stop pointing that thing at me.
First is the toner and then...
- Really? - Yes, I did.
You pervert.
Can't you just hold it?
Okay, okay, Officer Scarface, just keep it together.
Oh, no, here they come! I gotta get my gun!
Uh, Mrs. Riva is having some problems with some lady business.
That I tried to escape doesn't mean that the story's not true.
I trusted you.
- Hold up, hold up! - Get back, Goldilocks!
- Captain Emmett? - Yes, Cooper.
No, Mrs. Riva, I did not mean that.
Meanwhile, law enforcement officials are forced to stand and watch...
You're just lucky to be alive. The good news is...
No! I'm not going anywhere without my suitcase!
- Who sent you? - Who sent you?
See that?
Under tribal law, police ain't got jurisdiction.
What I meant was, section 428 of the Texas State Penal Code...
Meter maid
Move your ponytail! I can't see!
Out of the way!
Wait, he's coming back! Here he comes!
- This doesn't make any sense. - Drive! Stop talking and drive!
Used correctly, bottle openers can jack tires and pick door locks.
You Just got coopered BITCH
How much baking powder?
- Why would you do that? - Why?
- Why? - Okay.
Hauser!
Okay?
Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
Goddamn. All right, you go that way. I'll go the other way.
...with my computer...
...in the case against notorious cartel leader Vicente Cortez.
How did you...?
I would hate to see you dead.
Penis! Oh, my God.
Look at this photo.
I'm here for you, cariño.
Honey bunny!
- Cowboy? - This is a good plan. This is gonna work!
Trying to show him I love you. I'm distracting him so he won't call the cops!
You know what you should be thinking about? Your next beat.
How does it feel?
It was not my fault.
Captain Emmett.
It's day, right? It's like Vegas.
The officer is considered armed and extremely dangerous.
Calm down, ma'am. Everything's gonna be fine.
All right, keep it down.
I was gonna say, How does it feel being a glorified secretary?
...at the opulent Royal Colfax Hotel.
So if you want to take me to Dallas to die, take me.
Deer noises, like, you know, like the dogs says:
No. I have a better idea.
So please take me to a bathroom right now...
- I got shot. - Yeah, you little cucaracha.
Now, you just settle down and tell me:
I've been attacked.
Please.
- I have to use the rock! - Hold on!
My father trusted you.
Just hold it there.
- What? - I can't be a doctor because I am Colombian?
Mostly yes.
But I have to be tough to be a cop.
I do not believe they'll let you leave in that outfit.
I need a taxi. Sorry, this is important.
"- My feet got stuck! I can't pull it out! - Pull it out!"
Deputy Jackson, Captain Emmett said that this transport was at 11 a.m.
Oh.
Get Your Ass Back in that cell
Oh, my God!
You get a chance to get out of the doghouse, and you with me, sweetie. Mm?
You do?
When I said I had to leave early, you pulled your gun out on the table.
Who are you talking to?
Okay! Okay.
We're bakers. Toast, muffin, cakes.
- What? - I know.
You go out first, and then I want you to go around and then wait.
I know she looks like she can't protect nothing...
I just took a bullet for you!
Well, the good news is you're about to see him again.
Is that the remote?
Or make a lightning rod! A hat!
Aah! I know this is impractical but we might have to catch our own food.
Well, I got you the sparkly stilettos to go out...
Ay, Brenda, Brenda, Brenda.
Mrs. Riva.
I can't believe I'm saying this. I'm actually having fun with you.