Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(Both speak foreign language)
Fenderbaum, do me a favor.
- Why'd he call me shorty? - 'Cause you're small.
- Yeah, I think you are. - OK.
I think we're in deep you-know-what. The transmission is slipping.
Yeah.
He got sick.
(Bickering continues)
- Yeah. - Two seats.
(Both laugh)
- Oh. I gotta bless her. - I'm sorry, Father. She's a Zen Buddhist.
How about a limousine with diplomatic plates?
I like you too, Beauty.
Been a cop long?
When high-buttoned shoes were in style.
Thank goodness. We just had a terrible accident.
I am Captain Chaos.
'cause he's riding around with the Goodyear blimp!
- (Horn toots) - (Giggling)
(Tires screech)
You want to try it again?
- Wouldn't you believe he's sick? - Want me to examine him?
(Groans)
with a truckload of Sidewinder missiles!
JJ, you son of a!
Fish on the back of the boat and tell my mom lies.
Ah! Ah! Go! Go, Chaos!
Like JJ.
(Engine growls)
(Speaks foreign language)
Tell you what. We'll just... slip away.
- Thanks, Shakey. Excuse me. - Get this guy, Shakey!
I love anybody who loves trees.
to get a doctor. Now, where is he?
(Tires screech)
Ok
Well, I had a chestful of citations, medals, that sort of thing,
- I love wild bulls. - Oh!
And Missouri. And California.
Isn't that JJ McClure?
- Oh... - Yes?
Take care.
(Speaks foreign language)
And this - this is my faithful companion, Cato.
(Screaming)
Godzilla movie. (Chuckles)
I can't believe this is happening to me.
- That's great! - Yeah.
(Tools clanging)
- UCLA Medical Center. - LA.
(Man in car) Headquarters, we are still in pursuit of the black Lamborghini.
(Laughter)
Sit down.
- A gangbang or something like that. - A gangbang?
All right. Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful.
All right.
- Victor. - Yeah?
- They could be part of a terrorist group. - I don't know.
but kindly resist the temptation and keep the media coverage to a minimum.
(Laughter)
Listen, I want to get up there. I don't want to miss a thing.
(Both laugh)
Whiskey, zebra, alpha,
- Mother, you don't understand. - What is there to understand?
(Both laugh)
- JJ? - (Man) Victor!
- Yes, terrific. - He led the campaign
(JJ chuckles)
(JJ) Come on! It's a foot race!
- (Car horns blare) - (Tires screech)
be the winning racers tomorrow in the Cannonball race,
The fuel-injection system. It's driving me crazy.
No.
- Who won the race? - (Man) What do you get for last?
- Hmmm! - (Greek) Ha! Jamie Blake.
(Engines roaring)
(Air hissing)
No. Yes. Yes.
My name is JJ McClure. This is Victor Prinzim, my executive assistant.
I'm no madam. I'm a decent, respectable woman.
- He'd help you. - He would?
No, I can't. I can't do anything.
(? Banjo tune)
When I was in Egypt making The Fly Who Bugged Me
- Excuse me, Father, the road's open. - Oh, thanks.
- It's nothing at all. - Keep flying, Father.
at the Knoxville, Tennessee, College of Faith Healing.
I'm terribly sorry, Mother, but you know too much.
- Is that good to drink? - I don't know. I never tried it.