Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're not the only one here with hidden talents.
François'll help.
There’II be no other guy
- Such a little hand. - Put that back.
No, no, my dear. She's quite right. Like so. It's a tiara.
"Mr. Eugene Martin and valet."
- I want to marry him for your money. - There!
My dear, let me do something to show my gratitude.
She knows I would never do anything really wrong.
Here? I just remembered, I have another appointment.
- She's joking. - I hope not, I'm counting on it.
Well, all right. Au revoir.
The blues all gather round you
Do you want a loveless marriage?
One, two, three, four.
Nothing goes right
Café.
You're just in time. Get something to put on him.
Oh, no, sir. I did not steal it.
Diamond Cabinets are a girls (and guys!) best friend!
Now one of these days In my fancy clothes
What are you doing?
Looks like we finally made the grade
- Not for us. - All right, you guys.
Me, loveless?
Remember, on your wedding day it's all right to say yes.
- Why didn't you ring for him? - I didn't think of it.
And I worked at it All around the clock
One, two, three, four.
By and by
- He wasn't barking, that's Swahili. - Before that.
- That's mine! - Miss Lee will be glad to return it.
When they give you the eye
I better pop off. Toodle-oo, chin-chin and all that rot.
When a hard-boiled employer Thinks you're awful nice
There he is.
We can do without the philosophy. Facts only.
I'll bet you anything he's a private detective hired by Mr. Esmond.
And I'll pin a medal on him
- Thank you. - We'll be seeing you.
A kiss on the hand May be quite continental
- They weren't there. - Sure?
- That was mean! - Shut up and listen to me.
Right this way, sir. Mr. Henry Spofford.
So take this down
You might be interested in my tiara. I always have it with me.
Diamonds are a girl's best friend
We want to buy some clothes. You know, hats, dresses.
I'd love to. If you hadn't asked me, I was going to ask you.
- Hi, Miss Lee. - I got cocktails all ready.
Give me two policemen and wait half an hour. I can settle this.
Now wait a minute! I'm not that bad all the time. Sometimes I'm very nice.
- I was sure he would be. - You're trying to flatter me.
Sir Beekman. I heard you'd gone to Africa.
But you're not marrying any of them!
How can you stand that old Wolf? His intentions aren't honorable.
You eat at 6:00 and go to bed at 9:00?
Not entirely. There's still a telephone.
No!
- Mr. Spofford pulled me too hard. - Never mind. Did you get the pictures?
Leave it alone.
I don't believe anything you say. Go away, Sherlock, you're a wrong guy.
Finish your story, dear.
I don’t mean rhinestones
Boy, will I tell him off once we get the pictures!
I don't know what I could do.
Swear to tell nothing but the truth. Will you do that?
- We've just spent all of our money. - That's not our concern.
Why blame Piggie? It's not all his fault.
Finch?
I was wondering why you hadn't shown up before this.
- That's before Dorothy phoned. - What made you change your mind?
Think we better give up the idea?
- Well! - I thought we'd lose you in Paris.
May I present Sir Francis Beekman? A pigeon, if there ever was one.
- There's a place. - Ernie, will you get some cigarettes?