Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We're almost there.
You know, for keeping yourself a virgin for me.
You sure they're guilty? They look kinda stupid.
-Ladies. -My God!
Really? You really like it? Good. I got you one, too. Try it on.
...charges can be reduced to simple trespassing.
Not fair? Why did I let you talk me into coming on these schemes?
What's up?
I ain't got your chicken bones.
Giddyup.
-Like Tinkerbell, right? -Stop joking!
It's a key to a safety deposit box in St. Thomas.
Papa, he's a doctor, and interested in the occult.
How do you feel?
My buddy said he has one just like this except it's black.
If I sign this, does that obligate me to pay for his funeral?
I was irresponsible? I was here all night trying to find a way to get our jobs back!
-You're kidding? He's not there? -What will we do with these two?
Put them in the back.
And the "T," yeah, on the right side.
-Don't move! You're under arrest. -No, Officer, I don't....
-On three. -Okay. All right.
-Let's ask her about the map. -No.
We were there the whole weekend. It's awful. A tragic story.
Right here.
-It's the Mobu chick. -It's the Mobu, you're gonna live.
Now, there's a code on the thing.
Yooo Ideas
The banks don't open until 10:00 tomorrow. Come out. Take a look.
There we go. Now, we're into the bone-tossing thing.
Freeze! All right, hold it right there!
I don't know. He went crazy down there! He kept trying to open--
You know, science.
No, just wait right here. I'll get my keys and I'll drive you.
-Good idea. You okay? -Never been better.
Down there.
Forget about work for a while and try and relax.
Mobu ain't got no power. Let me check our manual again.
Breathe! Richard, you spit on me!
Because you're going to find it difficult to find employment with this scandal...
-Someday they'll catch up to us. -The operative word is, "someday."
I'm gonna put you wise guys in jail for twenty-four hours.
We're back from picking up after that gas barbecue explosion.
-He's got papers for you to sign. -Go ahead, sign them.
Thank you very much, that's all we'll be needing of you.
Cast spells....
-The last round's on me. -Thanks, buddy. Here, this is for you.
I have my doubts about this whole thing.
Don't be putting that on me, I ain't got nothing to do with it.
-What happened to his clothes? -I don't know.
Twice. He was going to lead you to the money.
Just around the bend.
No, I didn't.
As a doorknob.
Wings up, flaps down. Yeah, right.
Called the insurance company. They said since nothing was stolen...
-Come on, give me a hand. -You're doing fine by yourself.
He wasn't my friend. Lomax tried to kill us.
Do me a favor, blow me.
We're into the chicken now. We're almost home.
You will need this.
All right, get the box.
Really? I was the one zooming along. Wings up, flaps down. Whole nine yards.
We did!
It was great. Yeah.
-That's heavy. Just give me that. -Easy.
I've heard enough.
-You got the other one? -Yeah, yeah.
I'm willing to bet you that's the $2 million that Lomax stole.
First, it's illegal.
Wait.
-Relax. Let me do my job. -Please.