Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

We must leave no stone unturned.

Well, they do, don't they?

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

and he loved to hang out down by the pier

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

You could recognize a larch tree?

Still... whoa! hey?

They killed him!

Good evening, sir.

Not to put too fine a point on it

What fires and stirs the woodcock in his springe

Papa... Steve...

Well, her sister's gone to rhodesia

What a larch tree looks like?

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

And then there's gilberto's war wound.

Here he sold contraceptives and...

There was light at the end of the tunnel

With the defendant, harold larch?

They really look after you, yes.

pereusum christum dominum nostrum.

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

In the match between glamorgan and yorkshire

was a rough, tough, jolly sort of fellow.

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

Mr. bartlett, your client has already pleaded guilty

The wound, the wound!

Well, she sometimes goes, yes.

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

Where is all this leading us?

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

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

To all appearances no different

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

Until the savings certificate had been found.

The president of the board of trade said he hoped

You could be something other than a policeman.

She's traveled.

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

Michael, do you think you know