Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What's the plan?
Stand in the place where you live, now face what.
It's the old switcheroo.
Damn.
Oh, for the love of my officers, please believe her!
Confession time.
Right, so if you'll just hand over your account numbers and pin codes.
Hey, nice digs.
Who's Jerk Boy?
But before we know it, she'll be moving her tattooed, cigarette-grubbing butt into our own personal Oz.
Places.
Try anything stupid and I'll explode his head like a ripe cantaloupe!
You losers couldn't even hold on to the suspect after I subdued her for you.
Are you picking up the difference there?
Where's the other one?
I gotta tell you, kid, I'm not exactly moist with terror.
Here are my demands.
Back off or Jerk Boy dies!
Boyfriend!
Sorry, I didn't quite hit that last chord, did I?
You know, that picture I sent you wasn't really of me.
Good night, Gracie.
I'm gay.