Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Until the savings certificate had been found.

They killed him!

There was light at the end of the tunnel

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

Papa... Steve...

Well, she sometimes goes, yes.

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

You could recognize a larch tree?

pereusum christum dominum nostrum.

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

Not to put too fine a point on it

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

Good evening, sir.

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

They really look after you, yes.

The president of the board of trade said he hoped

Still... whoa! hey?

Here he sold contraceptives and...

In the match between glamorgan and yorkshire

Michael, do you think you know

She's traveled.

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

was a rough, tough, jolly sort of fellow.

and he loved to hang out down by the pier

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

Mr. bartlett, your client has already pleaded guilty

And then there's gilberto's war wound.

With the defendant, harold larch?

Well, her sister's gone to rhodesia

You could be something other than a policeman.

Where is all this leading us?

The wound, the wound!

Well, they do, don't they?

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

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

We must leave no stone unturned.

To all appearances no different

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

What a larch tree looks like?

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

What fires and stirs the woodcock in his springe