Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I just wondered if you still wanted to give it to me, that's all.
I can slap you around to show you how good you are...
Stop this. I've seen hoodlums like this before.
I've got one fact. A man's dead, and our boy here is stuck with it.
Hurry up. Hurry up.
You better go home and stay there.
Please don't cross the track. Don't get hurt. Blood makes everything slippery.
But we had a lot of yaks anyway, didn't we?
Go, go, go.
Well, I don't dance very well.
What am I supposed to do, shoot somebody?
The thing to take the tyre off the rim.
Hey, they've got a hotel here.
Try what?
- Just nice and... Ooze it out. - Thattaboy, ooze it.
He said, "Black Rebels Motorcycle Club."
- Let's try. - Thattagirl. You're a daring one.
- They're wrecking my place. - You're doing all right, man.
Anybody who wants to stay and talk some more...
Let's get out of here. Every time you look around, there's cops.
Thank you.
Harry, look, you're too soft-hearted. This is no time for kindness.
Come on.
And they'll go into the last lap. Last time around coming up.
Hey, Crazy, man, go, go, go!
with somebody.
- Hey, Johnny, can't you stop this? - Where's that Kathy? I'm looking for her.
Come on, Chino!
Don't you know?
You in such a big hurry to die?
That's mine, Chino. Take it off.
- This is Dorothy. Help! - Hello?
But two wrongs never made anything right.
The Beetles missed you. All the Beetles missed you.
Hey!
Leave him alone. Let him sleep it off.
- Hey, help this man out! - Hey, help this man out!
Come on. That's it. Thumb me.
That's not the way to do it.
Jimmy, better put some more beer on ice.