Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- But I'm really nervous. - You should've stayed back at the paper.

- It pays to stay fit. - Well, I'm really the lightest.

No rest for the weary.

I think you can use it as a swivel.

I'm... Excuse me. Face, I looked and I looked...

- You walked into it. - Oh, no. There goes another cap.

Accept that. Anything else is just very good luck.

Somebody has to.

Of course, they'll be made to pay.

- Surrender. - Throw out your weapons!

Well, no matter what they say, forget about our names and our descriptions, all right?

and I couldn't find Miss Trudy's Body Treatment for Bubble Bath anywhere.

It, uh, calms you.

You're gonna get 50 feet from that if that pressure gauge ain't lyin' to us.

Murdock, can you hear me? Over.

I will show the devil! Go!

a girl named Sheila Rodgers.

It's gotta be the lightest one of us.

So what do we do now? How do we get out of here?

But that's all they need. Can't get anywhere near him without being spotted.

That guy's as crazy as a Mexican rabbit, but I love him.

Pray for your souls...

- Listen to us. - I don't wanna die.