Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And now, housebreaking.
Stay where you are.
-First stop, the Plaza. Don't throw the flag. -Poor man.
I'm headed for the Winter Garden Theater in New York, and I think I'd better get going.
He didn't show up.
ANNA: Thank you very much, sir. -Be careful.
Just lie still.
That is precisely what we're intending to find out, Mr. Thornhill.
Oh, no, gentlemen, please. Ladies first. Come along, ladies.
That wasn't very sporting, using real bullets?
No. I assumed Chicago.
-You little fool. -You just stay away from me.
Oh, yes, come in.
ROGER: So is breathing.
Mr. Kaplan's untimely shooting has now acquired the authority of the printed word.
What's all this got to do with Mount Rushmore?
Fifteen hundred is bid. Thank you. Seventeen-fifty?
Well, they must've cleaned them off.
What more could you know?
You see, they tried to kill me. He won't listen to me.
They know about the shooting. They're going to do away with you!
... as Mr. George Kaplan of Berkeley, California.
Laura's Mercedes
Save it for the station house.
You and your dopey schemes, shootings.
Now, wait a minute.
Is this the man?
All right. I'll start it at 8.
You do that, and I'll look the other way tonight.
Shall I climb up and tell you why?
He's a well-tailored one, isn't he?
Where do you propose I do that? In Marshall Field's window?
Eventually, the professor and his Washington colleagues approached me...
I remember when it used to come in bottles.
Incidentally, I wouldn't order any dessert if I were you.
When you realize it’s easier to pull up your shorts leg than to bring it out of your fly So you’re a Big Boy now? -yes
One of those new apartments. Wet paint and no telephone yet.
-Do you know anything about this? -Well, now, captain...
That isn't exactly what I meant.
A little more polished than the others.
-Can I hear 1, 100? Selling at $1, 000. -The three of you together.
Eleven is bid. Thank you. Go 12.
So, please....
I mean, after all, Your Honor, would I make up such a story?
All right, all right.
Will you want me to be changing your bedding, sir?
You've already eaten.
Perhaps you'd be interested in the price, just the same.
Car 3901.
Yes, please.
We'll see each other again, won't we?
Something seems to tell me I've got a better chance if I go to the police.
The guests are here, dear.
[CAR HORN HONKING]
I don't suppose it would matter to you...
EVE: You didn't get hurt. I'm so relieved. -Of course I was hurt.
Roger, you said you were going to call a cab.
I'm curious, Mr. Kaplan.
Of what?
Oh, Leonard, have you met our distinguished guest?
MAN: Good evening, sir. One? -Please.
-... a driver's license, things like that? -They provide you with such good ones.
I'm not being mysterious at all.
You wouldn't care to carry my bags for me, would you?
Don't ask me how it happened. Obviously, it happened.
EVE: Olive oil?
-See you in a few minutes. -Yeah.
...you and I are gonna get together and do a lot of apologizing to each other in private.
-What are you talking about? -Leonard found the gun in your luggage.
Immediately.
-You wanted to see Mr. Townsend. -Yes.
Goodbye.
Name this movie.
-You mean in Glen Cove? -Yes.
Absolutely. No question.
-I'll wait outside. -Thank you.
...without asking girls to bed down and fly away with them...
[EVE GROANS]
I know where I'm headed.
He'll be right up.
Something wrong with your eyes?
ROGER: You feel you've seen me somewhere before.
EVE: Better take your things off.
-Wait a minute. What didn't you tell me? -Why didn't you?
Stop.
I sort of had the men's room in mind.
Nine-ten.
Two thousand?
No, they didn't give me a chaser.
...from the auction gallery.
Vandamm?
Like the two others who went before.
I've been playing hide-and-seek ever since the train left New York.
Car theft, drunk driving, assaulting an officer, lying to a judge.
Over Whitestone on the hour, 6000, descending.
Let go of me.
I never felt more alive.
-Twenty-two-fifty once, 2250 twice. -Twelve hundred.
LEONARD: All right. -That's about all, Leonard.
... and you're wanted for murder on every front page in America.
Okay.
Three hundred, thank you. Now, the four. Do I hear four? Four hundred, anyone?
-What? -How do you know I'm Mr. Kaplan?
How about this guy, Charlie? He sent for us.
Yes, I think so.