Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I know I'd never leave somebody who looks like you alone.
Yeah. I ran into Punk Anderson and some of the boys...
Wanda and Mary Lou.
Well, I know. Come on!
I'd better look in on her. Yeah.
They say he'd call as soon as he gets back.
Oh, yeah!
Well, goodbye, Waco.
Now, look, boys. If it's money you want...
- Hey, what? - Nobody here.
...we're gonna do what we came here to do!
- That true, beautiful? - Yeah.
Driving everywhere is extremely hazardous.
You're gonna give us a show, Miss Texas.
- What about your men folk? - My uncle and the foreman are here.
Him?
...Iooking for a good time. - They found it.
She said she was gonna sit down to a game of backgammon with J.R.
You like him any better now...
...because I like to be entertained.
- How are we gonna do it? - How do I know?
Go get them, Allen! Go get them!
Now, move. Move it!
Come on, move!
In Bryan, Temple and Waco...
You like that?
That's right. That's right. He got what was coming to him.
Heading this way.
- You feeling better? - A little.
A what?
Pamela, check all the windows. Make sure they're closed in your room and Lucy's.
Well, that'd be nice. Lucy, you show Mr. Allen where everything is...
Me and Wanda got some talking to do, boy.
Well, missus, what do you think of old J.R. Ewing now?
Pretty.
You take care, huh? All right?
Huh?
Which puts her one up on me...
- Everything all right? - Yeah. Ray and I are gonna...
A hurricane?
Maybe your justice should come from your wife, not J.R.'s.
We have to let them go.
He's Frick. This is Allen.
Hands being away...
I talk about having a good time.
Hey, Bobby. Half a day today, huh?
Somebody said something about a storm coming in.
Well?