Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He can say that.
I guarantee they're gonna pay for this,
What do you think you're doing? You can't come in here.
(Smashing)
No brakes! Help us! Yes, thank you.
(? California Children's Chorus: You've Gotta Have a Dream)
Yeah, well, how about food, son? Did you bring enough food?
- We got company. - Yeah, I hear.
Hey, I remember. There's a spot...
- Much obliged. - And to you, Father.
- Dr. Gay doesn't even leave his house. - If you're gonna win the Cannonball
(Giggling)
(French accent) This is something I've noticed.
It'll give me an excuse.
Wait a minute. Can you see where you're going?
It's not easy finding a doctor to take off like that.
and then we're gonna hit Congress for a real budget
I realize the novelty of a major celebrity entering your little race,
And for this I sent you to the best schools?
(Voiceover on video) You are about to witness the ravishment of a woman
This is a titty turn... Terrific turnout for the meeting.
(All laugh)
Anybody who knows anything about medicine knows that she can't fly.
- Perfect. - We'd like two singles.
- We'd like to help you, but we're off duty. - This man looks bad. Maybe he's dead.
- These rosary beads? My rosary beads? - Yeah.
We're very close.
You think you're so big.
I'll see you in California. I love you!
if you didn't pay so much attention to those girls.
Show her.
(Police siren blares)
(Pamela) Come on, Chaos, you can do it!
(Pamela) He's right, Victor.
We are sick of Captain Chaos.
A woman whose initial fear has mellowed into curious expectation.
(Gasps) That would be a real team effort. You, me, the hamsters and... him.
I mean, what for?
Have no fear, Chaos is here! Dun-dun-dah!
- Perfectly. - This is ridiculous. (Coughs)
What the hell was that?
to ban the sale of colored toilet paper
- Thank you. You're such a brave man. - (Dog whimpers)
(Van Helsing splutters)
You, shorty. Where'd you get all that jewelry?
(Brad) Super Chief, lean forward so I can get the front wheel on the ground.
But it's probably just as well,
- You're not, so you can't bless her. - We specialize in blessing Zen Buddhists.
(Foyt) Did you see anything weird back there?
- You all right, Victor? - Oh, I'm fine, JJ.
Hold it. You wouldn't last five minutes in the New York subway.
Michael Hui.
(Whimpers)
Humanitarian reasons.
Let me see your driver's license, please.
- "Them" who? - Those Hell's Angels.
Who?
You know something, Mama? You're too Jewish.
Just get me a doctor. Go where the doctors hang out.
You dumb shits.
Oh, shit. We got a smokey on our tail.
(Siren)
(Speaks foreign language)
Who can?
It only hurts when I point.
You have to be very scientific about this. It could go up the nostrils, affect the sinuses.
Don't you look precious? All dressed up like that.
Why advertise?
- P-p-p-p! Plenty. - Mm-hm.
How do you all feel, now that you have raped the American highways?
(Both giggle)
(Chan chatters nervously)
We feel Terrible!! if they can't take a joke
We need all the help we can get. Just give him a little shot.
(Woman screams) Help! Help! Somebody save my baby!
Unnnnh!
- He can do that. - He can do that?
- You know what I like best about trees? - No, what?
That's funny.
You probably didn't realize, but the parking lot's outside.
(Radio chatter)
WHAT CONCERNS ME IS, DO WE HAVE ENOUGH ICE FOR ALL THIS BEER?
(JJ) Bye-bye!
the senator's wife,
.
Of course, certain skeptics note
We couldn't even go through Denver it's so high.
- We got 'em! - We got 'em!
Ah! Too much couscous.
(Siren approaches)
Damn Cannonballers.