Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

murder somebody for some migas right now.

You. And plus, I have a boyfriend.

and kill the arms dealer trying to sell them, Spirodon Skorpio.

His big, tan, muscle-bulgy arms.

this, what we just did, you'll keep this our secret?

I will. Oh, and Cyril may be clingy, but at least I know I can trust him.

So now we have champagne, huh?

Sorry, is ice from cooler.

WHORE IT MEANS TO BE PROSTITUTE

Wooden spoons are a huge emotional trigger for me, Lana.

- Oh, well, now what? - Ugh.

Now remember, I want the entire data system on those new servers...

I get to go to the French Riviera on the ISIS dime to do what?

as my beautiful companion. - Ha-ha.

Because he turns women into whores.

I know, right? Now he wants to contribute.

Hey, she knew the job was risky going in.

Oh, well, isn't that convenient?

- All right, you heard Mr. Skorpio. - No, just Skorpio.

Agents Archer and Kane, of ISIS. - What?

Oh, my God, I can't breathe.

Are you date-of-employment, or...? Calendar-year!

I just kept putting him off, making him re-shave his balls.

Ha! Seriously though, you should look through some of her design catalogs.

but there's only one way to find out. - Give me that.

You look, uh...

- Do you have any KGB agents nearby? - Meh...

Because in one hour, the world's most dangerous terrorists...

Let's see you get a new boyfriend after I have a talk with Cyril.

Cyril, come on. Don't listen to...

You knew the whole time?

From the man who used an entire KGB surveillance team...