Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on, Bobby. Be sensible. Let's put up at a motel.
Don't move your leg! They're coming.
I sang.
Maybe you and I should...
Hey, you, countess!
Tie them up to the post.
Why don't you wait and call home later.
Could be.
La-di-da. Who does she think she is, giving us orders like that?
- Swing around. - Hey!
No.
It's just a joke
...and I'll go make us some sandwiches and coffee.
- You okay? - Yeah.
You got a short memory.
...and tell him dinner's on. - No, Daddy. I want to go home.
In Waco, the storm toppled...
Should try to make Pam more comfortable here.
The auto club says it'll be about two or three hours.
Look at this. Braddock is marked...
...the kind we get on our own.
...I've been thinking...
- Because I don't think you're that dumb. - Look, I don't care one way or the other.
Get your blanket.
Let them go?
Hey, look here.
Somebody's got it.
They're sure giving us a chance to find out.
Her and her friend, Mary Lou.
I'll explain.
Thank you, honey. I enjoyed that.
You want to tell me about it?
No. Daddy wants me to stay in town, what with the storm and all.
Two-for-two justice.
Their bad luck is our good luck, I guess. They're gonna help Ray and me.
Are you all right?
Trust me. We can't involve the law.
If we don't kill you, Junior, missus might.
Why not?
Hey, you.
Huh?
Yeah.