Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What's the matter with it?
He asked us to keep an eye on him for you.
Operation Grand Slam will be successful
No AI, I expect you to DIE!
Champagne leader to Champagne section.
I assume you want the check made out to cash?
He flew on ahead.
Do you expect me to talk?
57 years.
T.M. Tilly Masterson.
Certainly.
That Goldfinger's a fabulous card player.
Thank you for the demonstration.
You can be a hero. I'm not!
if you give me your undivided attention.
It has not been perfected after years of patient research
I'm honored.
So am I.
and left and right front-wing machine guns.
♪ From Mr. Goldfinger. ♪
Well, here's to Operation Grand Slam.
Grand Slam will be successful.
so I'm afraid you lose the hole and the match.
I'll hang up a sign, "No trespassing,"
And members of your curious profession are few in number.
He's holding on to the six of spades,
He's an admirable manservant, but mute.
What's with that trick pool table?
Strict rules of golf Goldfinger
Come on, you boys! Get going! Hurry up!
Anyway, I'm so glad it's only the car and not you.
♪ To enter his web of sin. ♪
Good. Now start losing, Goldfinger.
♪ He loves gold. ♪
What kept you?
Oh, jump in. I'll run you down.
Goodbye, Felix. So long, James. Good luck.
I have a slight inferiority complex.
35,000 feet, flying southwest over Newfoundland.
Ah, when you gotta go, you gotta go.
Gert Frobe is an actor and communism defier best known for saving a Jewish family from the Nazi Party, as well as starring in the James Bond film Goldfinger and also in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.
Uh-huh.
Interesting.
♪ But don't go in. ♪
I'd say it was a 30-year-old Fine
It's for my ice skates.
Goodbye you cranky old fuck
but not to steal anything?
So there's hope for me yet.
which cannot possibly have any significance to you
Welcome from…
That makes his count 59.
I'd like to think you're not in all of this caper.
Did you switch them, sir?
Why do you always wear that thing?
Booo
Goodbye, Mr. Bond.
No, Mr Bond. I expect you to die.
Traditional, but satisfying.
I think it's time Mr. Goldfinger and I met.
let's say, by one of your opposite numbers,
You're forgetting one thing.
My plan is foolproof, gentlemen.
Now, where is this passion juice?
Good morning, 007. This way, please.
Yes. I'm glad you're enjoying it.
They vanished in 1944.
registered to our old friend, Auric Goldfinger.
In its vaults are $15 billion,
in my affairs, unsuccessfully.
John Barry sells what? You're Joking!
Shaken, not stirred.
Well, I know the best place in town.
DO YOU EXPECT ME TO FORK? NO MR BEUB, I EXPECT YOU TO DIE
I wouldn't dream of not accepting his hospitality.
There's a hotel nearby.
Of a kind.
but, of course ;-)
It's not perfected yet.
Come on.
the bullet will pass through me and the fuselage