Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I get it. You want me to take him out.
He hasn't really been himself lately.
Oh. Well...
- You got it all wrong. - Malcolm Turner, F.B.I.?
Affirmative. Stopping with the code names, Eagle One.
- Your man? - That's right. My man.
Here. Will this help?
That's my jam! Ooh!
Please. Look, I promise I wont say anything. I swear. I won't say anything.
that Carrie had a violin lesson and Andrew had tutoring.
You know, while we've got her here, we should get Big Momma's advice.
Oh. This feels good.
Mom, don't you remember? Allison and Emily's mom had to go to work.
Boy just-
- Carrie? - I gotta go, baby.
he would get a nasty shock.
Freeze! F.B.I.! Hold it right there! Hold it!
You never know when Big Momma might be back.
Well, its not like we sharing a room or anything like that.
She has impeccable references.
Well, this'll only take a second.
So your husbands out on a new project? I can't wait to meet him.
This is my stuff?
Well, the only way you get a tan like that is by layin' out butt naked.
- And twice on Saturday. - What?
- Well, I could bust it down if you want. - Oh, no. That's all right.
Probably not about everything, but I think that...
Maybe you can forgive her lyin' ways...
- I cant feel my legs. - Oh, sorry. Oh!
the good Lord sends someone to bring us home.
Ooh, that's impressive. Ooh.
- You wanna give me a number? - Mm-hmm.
Oh. Oh, what a lovely stool.
Oh, come on, Bob. He's got a locator. Every agent has one implanted in their phone.
Ooh, notes on red pegs are really important.
Whoa, whoa. Um, they forced him to do it.
That wouldn't make your daddy stay home.
You wanna say hello, Andrew? This here is Tom Fullers boy.
- Hmm.
Okay, this explains so much.
Okay, for example, sports are white pegs...
We are in the middle of this investigation!
Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove
- Hey. - Hello. Hi.
Is 44 expertise a lot?
Well, which peg says its time for me to drink a 40 and watch Dr. Phil?
by a pair of perky Ds.
- Um- Uh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. - Ooh. Uh-
Yes, ma'am. Yes, ma'am.
Liberal trolls be trolling on pages. stuck on stupid!
You married an F.B.I. agent.
Tom?
Hey, Stewart! I thought you were some kind of genius. How long is this gonna take?
Oh, so, Mr. Fuller, where did you say you were from?
girls
so I've come up with something to help you keep it straight.
Like his earring? Fake.
Sherri? Baby-
to impress some boy you got no business tryin to impress.
- I was busy, if you hadn't noticed.
Mr. Fuller, so nice to meet you.
Putting in for two weeks off to wait on you hand and foot?
Well! Well, I hope you girls are ready...
Malcolm, I love you.
Daddy says he has an important job where important things happen...
I just wanted to say that I'm very sorry. I was wrong.
- N - 40.
- What's happening? - We've got access to all Agenda security camera feeds.
What makes you think - Look.
- You wanna see? I'll show you, yeah. - No, ma'am.
I lose control of this thong, it could disappear for days.
And, Turner, you blow your cover and this worm gets out...
Uh-huh.
Big Momma, the girls and I want to go over the dance again.
- Wow. - Baby, all the heavy hitters.
- You just need to stay out of sight. - Yeah.
I just couldn't leave y'all with a bad taste in your mouth about Big Momma.
Corey's round here jumping off the fridge and cabinets, eating Dawn dish liquid tabs He's not going to Harvard, He's probably going to be a factory worker in Muncie, Indiana, you ought to stop daydreaming
and then hopefully well come up with the password.
No, no, no. Hey, we gotta follow in the van.
All right, let’s try something else. Uh, from the top. Ready. Five, six -
- I say, there's an eagle in the house.
Well, I hope he's wearing a cup.
Um, I'm not sure how you found out about this job opening, but unfortunately-
Ooh, don't let me disturb you. Y'all just keep walkin' around naked...
- I don't get down like that. - No, baby, I didn't mean it like that.
Ooh.
Wanna give you a call from, uh - from Phoenix.
Basically, we've got a small army of agents working out there.