Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're a lunatic! A lunatic!
I want to thank you again for this opportunity, Mr. Goodbody.
Only problem is, I hate the waltz.
Good evening, Baron.
I greet you with cordiality and good cheer. It's a pleasure to be the great honor.
Contact.
Professor!
Wait, Your Royal Highness! My prince!
Why you, nincompoop!
Where would I find this Texas Jack?
Load the gas back on the train.
You want to know why I'm here. I want to report the race and be in it.
But we are ready for them. We will blast them to kingdom come!
I don't know what she's doing here, boss. She says she's a woman with a mission.
Here comes the Marines!
I live in a constant state of exhaustion. Poor Prince!
Max! Max, you idiot, the gas.
She's going to win the race for us. The buffalo-headed vixen!
If she does, we won't get any beans.
We'll take you as far as Boracho, where I pick up some gasoline.
...Mr. Leslie. - Don't worry.
She's playing you for a sucker!
Well, I don't want to be a guest of honor.
Maybe we better stop.
King, I'm going to be king.
Two hundred and fifty!
A deal is a deal.
Sir, let me give you a hand with the gasoline.
What happened to your mustache?
- Anything. - You can't discuss it. That's the problem.
7:30.
We been planning this here shindig for over a week.
- I broke it off. - You what?
Help!
Up, idiot! Up, up!
I half expected to see you again, but...
The Webber Motor Car Company built the Leslie Special.
Yes!
Holy Toledo, look at that car!
Hey, this is terrific.
Welcome to Potzdorf.
My apologies. There's a polar bear in our car.
Another foot.
And it isn't at all necessary.
Baron Von Stuppe, is Carpania's greatest swordsman.
Absolutely no!
Well, a deal is a deal. It's been wonderful knowing you.
Push the button, Max!
I say we shall dump her when I say we'll dump her!
Excuse me, Your Highness, but do you have any relatives in the United States?
Because Mumsey isn't here to scold me.
It won't take long to grow back. It's only a half of a mustache.
A parachute!
In my opinion your company manufactures the finest automobile in the world.
This time it will not be Leslie. It will be I, Professor Fate!
There's something wrong with the mechanism.
Have a cigar?
What about the gas?
What took you so long?
- I suspect not far behind. - Lf he ain't ahead of us already.
Out! And stay out!
No. Let's say I'm a bit surprised.
You haven't been dueling again, you naughty boy.
A race.
Heir to the throne of Carpania.
The finest parts from the greatest automobiles in the world.
...which is Potzdorf.
Fifty dollars for every exclusive story I send back...
We're underwater!
DON’T LAUGH
Your Highness, we've got to get out of here!
- You gave me no choice! - You lie!
Okay, she's out.
Hey, Professor!
- Not if you put us out in the blizzard. - Snowing very bad.
- I'm unreasonable? I'm inconsistent? - Yes.
Farewell, Leslie.
Push the Button, max
To the fair city of Boracho.
That's it.