Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mrs. Townsend?
Just say to her: Darling, I count the days, the hours-
Oh, thanks. That ought to do the suit a lot of good.
... and move his prop belongings in and out of hotel rooms...
He didn't tell me anything.
Why funny?
The tragedy developed with startling suddenness.
You're police, aren't you? Or is it FBI?
Well, let's have some smiles and good cheer.
Sure, isn't everybody?
Here she comes. Right on time.
Now, she puts her heart into her work.
-I'm a little late. -Roger Thornhill.
That's right.
That's right.
You know, you better go before the police run out of redcaps.
-Don't bother with the washroom. -Yes, ma'am.
-I don't think I caught your name. -I don't think I pitched it.
-She doesn't do that. -Sure she does. Like a bloodhound.
Tell me, how does a girl like you get to be a girl like you?
Do I hear two? Two hundred, thank you.
VANDAMM: How about a little champagne before we go?
[CAR HORN HONKING]
We never interfere with the police, unless absolutely necessary.
-Police? -He's wanted for murder.
Current choice?
Well, I have a big face, small razor. Tell me, did you get Kaplan?
... instead of taking phone calls from clients.
You're my little helper, aren't you?
Yes, you can. Come on.
Vandamm's men must have grabbed him and tried to put him away...
-I've got it all written down for you. -Thanks.
...that she was probably forced to do whatever she did to protect herself.
Hey!
... supposedly trying to clear his name of a crime he knows he didn't commit.
Code 76.
What are we going to do?
That's all there is. There isn't going to be anything more between us.
DRIVER: Right. -I'm being followed. Can you do anything?
It's leaving in five minutes.
Well, he'll see you, but not at the hotel under any circumstances.
[AIRPLANE APPROACHING]
ROGER: I've already told you- -We know where you're headed for.
It's funny, isn't it?
They're probably on their way up here now.
-... will depart from plank number 30. -Yes. Yes, dear. I know.
Ooh.
Eve Kendall. Is anything wrong?
Mere errand boys carrying concealed weapons.
Eleven twice. Twelve, thank you.
You have?
Or are you going to ask this female to kiss me again and poison me to death?
You better walk me to the Plaza.
You're in luck, mister, you-
... make women who don't know you fall in love with you.
ROGER: I want to be packed in olive oil if I'm gonna be a sardine.
I always do when we're in session here.
I think you sent me to the right place, all right.
-You're a big boy now. -Yes.
No question about it.
-Kaplan? -Yeah.
EVE: They're coming.
Don't worry, Anna. Arrangements have been made.
Not that I mind a case of abduction...
Certainly, Mr. Kaplan.
Robert games........ MUST WE?
I think he checked out.
Yours, always, darling.
I suppose you were surprised to get my call.
VANDAMM: Get that figure back from her.
This matter is best disposed of from a great height...
EVE: Please go. -Yes, but- But where will I find you?
VANDAMM: Now, you're not gonna leave the house until we're....
Oh, wait, Maggie. You can't call her. She's at Mrs. --
Chris Swenson, a busboy in the Mount Rush more cafeteria...
-How's everything out in Rapid City? -Oh, everything's fine.
Butterfield 8-1-0-9-8.
While I'm calling, you can change your clothes.
That was Mother.
Thank you. To us. To a long and lasting friendship.
A Louis XV carved and gilded lit de repos.
MAN 2: One hundred dollars. -He followed me here from the hotel.
Brook trout.
-I got to call someone. Where's the phone? -You're allowed one call.
What did you two talk about?
-Say hello to the missus. -We're not talking.
I can't let you get involved. It's too dangerous.
WOMAN 1: He's got a knife. Look out!
Yes, that's why I'm-
-Fifty? -Roger, you are disgraceful.
And now, what little drama are we here for today?
-I have some Scotch. -With water. No ice.
Yes, we wondered what it was too. Didn't we, Leonard?
Ah, there he goes, starting his turn.