Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

When a man has "and valet" after his name, he's worthwhile.
- How much will a tiara cost? -15,000 at least.
No, I don't. Aren't you funny?
Come on in, everybody.
Hand me my hat, please.
The one who broke my heart
Just in time.
I say if a man isn't a certain age, he isn't interesting.
- No, that much of a fool he's not. - You've changed your mind?
Piggie is the super-best dancer. So light on his feet.
I beg you...
So sweet, so tiny, and yet it can hold a human heart.
- I regret you will not stay here. - What now?
until it's too late.
lam.
We can't check the roll if you don't stick together.
I haven't anything to say.
If you like. We're expecting Lady Beekman for tea.
There's one other place it could be: his pants.
- All right, take me to this young lady. - Yes, sir.
That though on the loose You are still on the square
Hello.
It reminds me of Malone, the human ferret.
- He's your best chance. - He can't boost me any higher than you.
What's he saying?
- Coupons. That's like money, isn't it? - Very similar.
- We'll have to get them. - Should I do it alone?
- I don't think it's here - It must be.
Although I know that you care Won’t you write and declare
- Not particularly. - You must be an extraordinary girl.
I'll be gloomy But send that rainbow to me
They're at the passport desk.
- The question is, how do we do that? - Well...
To the one who broke my heart
- You have evidence for this case? - Yes, I have.
Well, well, well! By George, I must say!
This room's like an oven. Let's turn the heat off.
This is Sir Francis Beekman. And this is the missing tiara.
DIAMONDS ARE A GIRL'S BEST FRIEND
My goodness, judge, a girl needs time to think.
Daddy? Daddy? May I tell Dorothy?
Daddy! Daddy:
That must not be.
DIAMONDS ARE A GIRL'S BEST FRIEND
If Mr. Henry Spofford III is seated at my table...
A girl could Waste a whole trip to Europe.
No, I'm a hobo collector. I might find room for you.
Wouldn't you rather have some furs or a race horse?
- In there. - Come on, let's get it.
No, no
Good evening, Miss Lee and Miss Shaw. This is Mr. Crossley. Mr. Franklin.
- Where's Lorelei tonight? - You sound interested.
- Lorelei? - Coming!
This is the most contemptible bit of impudence I've ever encountered.
Then my shadows will fly
I always figured Lorelei would end up with the Secretary of the Treasury.
Honey, you'll hurt yourself.
- Did you say $50? - Oui.
When love goes wrong
I just haven't got it. It was stolen.
-I'd be grateful if she did. - I think he's cute.
Poor fella. Two-to-one she locks him in her closet.
Lorelei?
- Piggie wouldn't do that! - Are you going to give back the tiara?
Thank you ever so. I never buy insurance.
Why not say hello? He used to be a friend of ours.
That's where we want to go first.
You mean...
Three's a lot. That's potent stuff.
What's all the talent in the blue jackets? A band?
I'm not so sure about that. You can be a pretty naughty boy sometimes.
-I'll get them. He's a man, isn't he? - How?
He’s your guy when stocks are high
Thinking about doing something.
Anybody but that monster, Lorelei Lee.
- That's too bad. I do love him. - Certainly. For his money.
I don't believe it. Mr. Esmond wouldn't do that. Did he?
That baffles me.