Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I mean, you've got to be cruel to be kind.

The wound, the wound!

Not to put too fine a point on it

What a larch tree looks like?

There was light at the end of the tunnel

No, no, we don't have a camera.

Good evening, sir.

But mr. f.g. superman has a secret identity.

What fires and stirs the woodcock in his springe

and he loved to hang out down by the pier

Oh, wicked, wicked, you're wicked, eh?

They killed him!

Papa... Steve...

With a rub-a-dub-dub and a scrub-a-dub-dub

And he's in the k.g.b.

She's traveled.

Mr. bartlett, your client has already pleaded guilty

Where is all this leading us?

pereusum christum dominum nostrum.

In the match between glamorgan and yorkshire

Since she had her head off, yes, she has.

You could recognize a larch tree?

If I were not in the c.i.d., something else I'd like to be.

Here he sold contraceptives and...

Michael, do you think you know

They really look after you, yes.

You could be something other than a policeman.

The president of the board of trade said he hoped

Well, her sister's gone to rhodesia

Oh, by the way, I've got a bit of a dirty fork.

Until the savings certificate had been found.

And then there's gilberto's war wound.

Well, they do, don't they?

We must leave no stone unturned.

With the defendant, harold larch?

My life, you're clever, dim, he'd certainly taken me in.

was a rough, tough, jolly sort of fellow.

To all appearances no different

Still... whoa! hey?

Mr. ted johnson of the n.e.d.c...

Well, she sometimes goes, yes.