Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Bigger than a breadbox and better than a genie?
-Good evening, Major Healey. -Oh. Good evening, Jeannie.
And if they are, they just keep on going.
Nostradamus.
She knew everything there was to know about me.
-Oh, thank you. -You're a stranger around here, Roge.
Now, l need a photograph of a man and a woman.
l'm about to go into a trance.
-...anything's wrong? -Because l know you. And l think...
Oh, looking over the facilities at the Cape.
-Sit down. -Thank you.
-How wonderful. -Yes.
Uncle Jeff and Aunt Susan.
lf anyone recognizes the spirits, speak.
Oh, we must go now, Tony. But Madame Zolta will tell you...
Now do you believe me?
Oh, going down to Panama to look over our Jungle Survival School...
Now, is that not true, major?
Oh, Jeannie, could you plug this in, please?
...l am very interested in you.
l warn you, no matter what you hear or see...
...why do you not keep it?
Now, your picture has been in every newspaper in the world.
Yes.
Oh, but, master, could it not be that she is psychic?
How do you do? My pleasure.
-l appreciate it. -Take good care of him, doc.
lt's so much better to do it the easy way.
You're hurt because l won't let you borrow Jeannie.
-We will do what we can, major. -Thank you.