Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Did it for the jazz. - The jazz?
Whoo!
armed with the sword of our saviour...
- Are you sure you're all right? You really should be lying down, you know. - Mm-hmm.
Well, well, well.
I rest not until my work is done.
You sing it loudly.
Martin James, he's...
He's all mine, Kemosabe.
- Is this gonna work? - I don't know. I've never done it before.
- What are in these tanks? - Acetylene and oxygen.
Count three before you follow me. B.A., you got the rear.
B.A., hide in that ditch. Come on!
- Keep your head down! - Hannibal knocked out his cap!
They will perish!
You know if you make him ugly, that'll mess up our meal ticket.
and given 500 paces...
In the name of our Lord...
for he who hath cut out the sickness of the beast...
Boy, you know, you really fill out that tunic.
The guys in the brown robes are the soldiers.
- You got any weapons? - Nothing.
- Get the coffee and we'll get out of here, okay? - Okay!
it's knowing that you're risking everything...
Hey, Face, those blood capsules work great!
We do the Lord's work. If you're here to taunt us, please don't.
a thousand feet up without a net.
Well, like I said, I've got no phone.
I used to dream, and now I've stopped.
Yeah!
and head right out of here fast.