Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Peev, he hasn't been behind the stick in 25 years. What's he doin' up there?
Yes.
I may not make an honest buck, but I'm 100% American
- Will you stay? - But it's... really my fault, Mr. Sinclair.
Nice try, kid. We're taking him downtown and we're locking him up.
Prepare to die that we may learn the identity of the Laughing Bandit.
What can I do for you gents?
- Get him outta here. - Hey, Fitch?
He's gonna charm the feds to death.
You sneeze in this thing and you're gonna end up upside down in a bean field.
- Wooly, give me the cuffs. - No, look, they got my girl.
Hurry up! Up there is a man.
- Peevy, put it in neutral. - What?
Well, glad to hear it after that landing today.
Go on, scram, get out of here. And don't let them see you.
Between the FBI and that King Kong gentleman,
Sorry, Lenny.
Irma, everybody's audition was better! Does it matter when you're the producer's niece?
Peevy?
I'm tired of square dancing with you, kid.
Go, go, go! Get out of the way!
And snatch-and-grab is what you're supposed to be good at.
We are in very capable hands. He will not let us down.
It’s all part Of the plan
- Seize the rocket! Quickly! - Yes sir!
that actor Neville Sinclair was killed in the tragedy...
This is the florist.
I Supervised for him last time! But he likes you
We'll call it the end of a perfect day.
What room's Wilmer in?
This is an emergency. Can you hear me?
Malcolm, wake up.
Cut.
Ladies and gentlemen,
I understand.
Stop!
At least he did until yesterday.
Who cares what you had in mind?
Because if anything ever happened to you, I'd go out of my mind. I swear I would.
Do not worry, Herr Sinclair.
- to promote world peace. - World peace!
Oh, my prince.
File a claim with Uncle Sam. Who knows, you could get lucky.
I didn't take it.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
the airship Luxembourg, beginning its American tour...
To dazzle you with an exhibition of great sureflying skills...
No! Don't give it to him. Cliff, you can't!
We just come from the airfield. It's Bigelow.
You, you... actor!
Cliff, what's happening?
Just a couple of weeks. As soon as we can afford a new plane, we'll give it back, I swear.
Now I can fly to that nightclub in five minutes and nobody can follow me.
- Fixer, where's that girl I told you to fire? - I fired her.
He's heading for the door.
Whoever owns this is gonna want it back, and I'm just gettin' the hang of it.
The helmeted mystery man disappeared into the Baldwood Hills...
No? Oh.
Look, you can't be comfortable in that gown.
Extra, extra! Man flies without plane!
We don't know how long this thing stays up, how much fuel's in her...
Thank you!
Isn't she?
Okay, let's get all the atmosphere over here.
I love you, Cliff.
- Cliff is that you? - Jenny, baby where are you?
Yes.
And come alone or we're gonna have to kill the girl.
Where we gonna get this kind of dough, Bigelow? We've gotta sell the Gee Bee for scrap!
I want you to start over. Search it again, turn it inside out, and upside down.