Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I want to thank you for stopping, son,

That is the dumbest thing I've seen since that dimwit tried to jump the Grand Canyon.

I'm a doctor, and if I may be permitted the indelicacy,

I've never seen a damn Rolls-Royce that'd do 140 miles an hour.

of highway scofflaws and degenerates ever gathered together in one place.

- (Explosion) - (Seymour) Oy vey!

- Can you help me with Mr, um... - Foyt.

I don't think it's the throttle! I think it's the clutch!

Victor, can you help me?

- Come back and see us next year. - Bye.

Uh... Excuse me. Where are you guys going?

The only thing hiding it... hiding it... hiding it in the... pool

- I'll just leave you two alone. - But, listen, I think you should hear...

What do you think?

The Greek's gonna pay us money!

It takes brilliance and years of hard work.

Old chap, I suggest you get a grip on yourself or better, on one of these.

(JJ) We could always go with a nice, plain-Jane Chevy,

- These bleeds? - Those bleeds, yeah.

(Second man) That's a big ten-four.

That's what everybody... He even said it.

I got a throttle that's been sticking. Why don't you fix that?

- Officer, I sincerely hope you're not a Catholic. - Pay no attention to him.

is another time clock just like that at the Portofino Inn.

Fenderbaum, the road's open!

You see, in my business,

The automobile, the automobile...

The sleep-in maid found it under your pillow this morning.

If you're gonna be a bear.. Be a grizzly!

Yes, Mr. Compton.

Walking around, acting,

- We used to chase speeders? - Yeah. This is really boring.

- (Car horn toots) - (Fenderbaum) Pull over!

- I was pressed for time. - No problem.

I swear to God. I'm not gonna hit you.

- Oh. I'm sorry. - (Babbles)

I'm looking at my son, Seymour Goldfarb Jr,

What do you mean, "we"?

No, I just gave her a little prick.

- (Shakey) Stop kidding. I am. - (Laughs nervously)

- Small. S-M-all. - Oh.

(Groans) Ah, shit!

Down the hatch.

- I've got the card. - No, give me that, Doc.

regardless of how shabbily you treated her son!

(Car horn blares)

It's really funny that you should... Oh, my God. It's them.

You got your equipment with you?

Hey, Father Putz.

Who did that? Make it stop!

- Come on. - I'm coming.

Yes. He must be rather upset with our rapid rate.

Say hello, Cato.

- Nice car, Father. - Thank you, asshole.

- You're gonna shove 'em up this nose? - Up that nose, yeah.

We're batting.500. Nobody's perfect.

- I don't want to know where you got him. - OK.

Pow! Slam! Bam! Boff!

Might be easier with your lights on.

But today, I want to direct my remarks

(? Ray Stevens: Cannonball)

- You want to know the worst part? - What's that?

Then I drifted into playing a rather popular character on a television series.

I want to talk to her.

Don't want him around, he's around. When we want him, he's not around.

Come on, Doc. Show her.

If we're gonna paint it, let's go ahead and Midasize it, all right?

those Hell's Angels who were driving that truck.

- JJ? - No, thanks.

the way you guys go around helping people.

I know that. Just hit it one more time, all right?

What's the odds on Veer mahaan Released before his raw debut?

Wasn't Beauty terrific?

She's in great pain.

that you and the chocolate monk did for us back in Ohio.

(Chan) Smokey. Sayonara. Bye-bye!

You haven't met my brother-in-law, Ralph.

(JJ howls with laughter)

Where the hookers?

And now... Ha-ha!

I wonder why that guy parked his truck in the lobby.

Coming through!

No problem, fair lady. I will save your baby. Have no fe-e-e-ear!

- (Man whispers) - My business is not worth a... (Bleep)

- Hi. I'm so happy you're here. - Hi.

You're bothering the people!

Boy, if we were Methodists,

- Boy, ain't he something? - Are you kidding?

(Tires screech)

We all make mistakes, miss, but 160? That's a little more than a lapse.

- No. - Come on.

He's still on our ass.