Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're on your way to a court-martial...
Sonya. Major. Hey!
Yes, miss.
lt's practical joke.
Those Russian cosmonauts are coming in.
But Captain Nelson, you've just come back.
Captain Healey, you'll be in charge of Major Posnovsky.
Roger, with women, logic will get you nowhere.
Roge, you have a little black book with names from Abigail to Zelda.
-Me? -l'll make you a deal.
l'm looking for a friend, and--
Oh, boy.
-The general will be right with you. -Thank you, sergeant.
Well, yes.
And if there's nothing wrong with him, he's mine, all mine.
l can guess why you're here. You have everything you want...
Oh, ex-master, darling.
Tony, you've got to help me find Jeannie.
-Oh, hi, Roge. -Ready?
l never realized just how much l'd miss you until this happened.
The State Department has invited Majors Posnovsky and Tiomkin here...
Well, no. No, l didn't, sir. Well, l--
All right, all right. Never mind.
ln that case....
That's funny. l found one tonight.
You kicked a general?
Oh, l understand. You have this Major Tiomkin to take care of.
What do you mean, she's on her way to the airport?