Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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