Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So act... but don't act like you're acting. Get it?
We're losing 'em.
Victor, come here.
I shouldn't be the last.
One bad shot and we'll all fry.
when people tell me that i am good at acting
Well there I was flying over the Ardennes on patrol...
Stay in your seats, please.
Neville! You old scalawag!
What do you say we lay out a finder's fee?
Now they're after you. They have your picture, the one from the Gee Bee.
Jenny, excuse me for a moment. I won't be long. Bill, look please look after her.
Well maybe it's time to get a real job.
Not that I'm just an out-of-work pilot with holes in his pockets.
Jenny. Lookie here, boys.
No offence, pops, but we got more important things to do...
But air circus owner, Otis Bigelow, promises his bird man will return.
That's my duffel bag.
he flies over enemy trenches and drops a bottle of champagne.
Number five piston is shot, nothing left of her but spit and baling wire.
The German experiment didn't seem like much to worry about.
Wooly, take off the handcuffs.
I could slap you with grand theft, treason, espionage, and that's just my short list.
I thought you'd never ask. Scram.
Against my will, believe me.
Thanks to the diligence of the FBI,
Okay, how 'bout this.
Who do you think they'd believe?
There's no music.
- Now you tell me. - What?
If he ain't in the air in 5 minutes, you guys find a new hangar.
- What about Rocket Man? - That's worse.
Bloody amateurs!
- You okay, Mr. Sinclair? - It's all right. I'm fine.
- He was almost killed. - What happened?
- Fast! - Understood.
Yes.
I like it!
I lock up at 11:00 sharp.
Look. You remember the guy who saved Malcolm today?
- How nice. - My family has a small farm and
Cliff, guess what? I think I got the part.
Oh.
No, Cliff, no! For God's sake, we haven't tested it enough.
Where'd he get the champagne? They didn't have liquor stores at the front, did they?
Go get 'em, kid.
The heck with Hoover!
- Can you fix it? - I could if I had a couple of hours.
I wish I could take you with me.
ITS ALL PART OF THE SHOW
This is the 3rd car in a month. Hoover'll be spittin' nails.
There's an old plane in there all right but the only thing in it was this.
Well, I'm lookin' at it but I don't believe it.
You don't need my services any more.
where is it?
- Good night, Mrs. Pye. - Have a good time, dear.
Would that you'd drink of my lips as deeply.
I'll make the call.
- Hold the front page! - Yeah, that's what I said, a rocket man!
Give me one good reason why I should believe any of this?
Just this morning she was down with some mechanical problems...
Okay, button it up.
Good. She'll tell us where Secord is.
It was the closest I'll ever get to heaven, Mr. Hughes.
And if you want to stop, mash down hard and let go.
It was symbolic. He was being chivalrous.
Haven't seen him around.
You're part of this. You kidnapped me.
That's him.
when flaming debris fell on his touring car.
Let's hear it.
- Five cents, one buffalo! Get your program! - That's gotta be Malcolm up there.
And please, let's try to get it right this time.
Hey, that's quite a dish you got there.
I don't like music while I'm digesting.
Well never let it be said Neville Sinclair failed to bring down the house.
Run, Jenny!
'Evening, Miss Pye.
that's gonna get us right back on our feet.
- That's great. - I won't know for sure 'til tomorrow, but...
Give me some light, Fitch.
Oh, Jenny... Jenny Blake.
I wouldn't touch that if I were you.
It's all right. It's not your fault.
Jen, everyone knows because they were at the airfield.
Good to see you, son.