Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Why? Men discuss their relationships with women.
You'll lose the race.
The Steamer is a fast, sporty, attractive automobile...
Hey, Professor.
Good mechanics always got to keep checking. Every little thing.
A parachute!
Take cover, you fools, take cover!
The gasoline!
Listen to me, you cheap, mealy-mouthed, third-rate war healer!
Help! Get me down!
My press card.
And there's very little difference between the blizzard out there and in here.
There has never been anything like this.
That's an assumption, Baron. You make me the victim even before we start.
He will be strapped in a straitjacket before your very eyes...
Smoke! Get the fire extinguisher!
Buffalo to Albany? It's been done.
As a very wise English gentleman once said:
- What if I don't sign? - You see.
Up, Max! Bring it up!
Fighting Room
I told you I would finish the race.
Listen to that!
Good morning, Hester.
- Miss Dubois. - Yes?
I understand. Bless you, my son.
- Capitulate, Henry. - Never.
Throw more brandy! Rum. I never mix my pies!
- I spotted the gas! - Shut up.
Get it down! Get it down!
- I won! - We won!
Frisbee!
Switch on!
That's beside the point.
Aren't we all?
What did I tell you? I told you not to trust her.
Gladly!
Hold it.
Behind which rock?
...in this part of the ocean at this time of year? 100-to-1.
He's got a ranch about eight miles south of town.
She don't act like she's being kidnapped.
I know how disappointed you must be.
- What are you doing? - Proving that I love you.
Never, never in your whole life.
Thank you.
Well, Mr. Leslie.
- Give me an assignment. If I fail, fire me. - You're fired.
Miss Dubois!
Indian attack! Get a posse! Savages behind us!
...but I will report every foot of this race.
...without the proper authority.
- You'd never make it. - Well, that's your fault.
- Nobody gets nothing till it's signed for. - Of course.
He just wouldn't listen.
"Last report dated March 10.
I can't win your way. You cheated.
Why are you complaining? I have to sleep with their leader.
Relax, this time I'm going to win it my way.
Hezekiah, the young lady's luggage please.
You're the one that's been preaching emancipation.
Holy cow!
I'm offering you a lift.
Thank you. Are you a native of Boracho?
I apologize. I thought you were someone else.
"No contact with Leslie's car in nearly three weeks.
When it comes to double-crossers, you are looking at the king!
I'm rather thirsty. Do you have something cold?
Welcome to Boracho, honey.
Here comes the Marines!
He's the royal heir to the throne.
Give me the bomb.
Why?
The Hannibal Twin 8.