Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on, come on!
On 289, about 5 miles west of Braddock...
- Is it bad, Ray? - No.
Yes.
Now you two guys get in the back.
A windstorm, which blew in unexpectedly...
And then they raped them.
Guess you're elected, sugarplum.
Be right back.
Just take care of yourself, all right?
They got them drunk.
You!
J.R.'s card.
Looks like she and J.R. Had a lot in common.
What you told her about Wanda...
No rush.
Yeah. Sure, goodbye.
This is Jock Ewing's house...
You and your friend better get out of here.
- Follow me. - As quick as you can, huh?
We'd better go in the back door.
Sing.
- Which? - Here. Easy, now.
Somebody better call the sheriff before I blast these two slobs.
You know her?
I don't have time to talk about it, Sue Ellen. Gotta get on the road...
- Ain't she, Luther? - Oh, yeah.
No, I don't think so. I got everything.
We gonna do to J.R. Ewing what he did to me.
- A hurricane? Are you serious? - Yeah.