Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Are you girls waiting for someone? - Thomas Magnum?

? My true love gave to me ?

But she is unbelievably talented, and I'd do anything to see her go.

The right-hand man tries to take over. Think about it.

Upgraded level of security to keep me out of the wine cellar?

Where'd we park the car? I don't know. I'm following you.

- No, you can't. - Higgins.

What? The Christmas tree?

Oh, yeah? When did they leave your place?

There'd better be a kidnapper, Magnum. There's a kidnapper, Higgins.

An oversight on my part, now rectified by my upgraded level of security.

then we get the painting without involving the police.

Zeus, Apollo, what's wrong, lads?

Excuse me. Excuse me. I'm trying to find someone.

Anyway, like they said,

- For the beer or the information? - Don't sound too familiar.

I don't think it's safe to leave you in this part of town, T.C.

Unless, of course, you need to use the lavatory facilities.

[ Higgins ] As soon as the kidnapper calls with the girls' location,

Don't ever touch that painting again, ever.

Dollars or pounds?

Fifty pictures-- Hi.

[ Ringing Continues ]

What's it going to be this time? The car? My bed?

And at Thanksgiving in New York it was a cab driver.

At least Huggins let us go.

There! You see? I told you! Now everything is okay.

Once this is over, there's going to be a whole new set of rules at the estate.

went off with some stranger, and left you little kids stranded?

You were wonderful, Magnum.

Her name is Linda Booton, and I have to find her...

Beer or whiskey? Actually we don't want anything to drink.

It all started when my younger sister was accepted at the Sorbonne in Paris.

- I'm telling you the truth-- - [ Woman ] Pardon me, sir.

I'm pretty sure they're private heat. They had that look, you know?

I'm being chased by hoods. My girls are kidnapped. They might die!

But not to follow you.