Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I warned you. I would not be left behind in Boracho.
What's more, do as I tell you. Stay down. Down.
Who's Texas Jack?
It'll do no good to get the bars out off the windows.
The ultimate example of American ingenuity and enterprise.
Gentlemen, behold the motor car of the future!
Thank you, Baron.
- Slowly. - We're going to sink.
En garde.
Yes, so can I. Plus five other languages.
No. You're the sloppiest tucker-inner in all Potzdorf.
A reporter?
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But then again, I always have a teeny-weeny bit too much to drink.
You lost.
One good thing, when one was young, you could play along the corridors.
Be careful, you idiot, you'll blow us both to kingdom come.
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Speed on.
Under the circumstances, it's a fair exchange.
I got a rope in the car.
After that you declare General Kuhster chancellor and quietly abdicate.
Keep your hands away from there. Get off of the car! Get away from the car.
I should have scheduled divine entertainment for you:
- Spying. - Spying?
And he cast you adrift.
Pardon me, Mr. Partner. Who is this Texas Jack?
I am the king.
No, you idiot! The smoke screen! Push the button, Max!
She's not signing and the train's leaving in five minutes.
Are we melting too fast?
Yes, sir. Oh, help me, sir. Oh, please try to save me, sir.
I could hardly get across the hall.
- Who is going to tuck me in? - I can manage that.
Red sky.
Activate the rockets.
Well, remember we're having the Simpsons to dinner. Now try not to be late.
You're a fine man. A timid man, but a worthwhile one.
We know our rights.
It's ready.
General?
...then I sneak off to more rewarding activities.
Help! Max!
Put up your dukes! Come on!
Somebody get me a rope! Hurry up, they're leaving.
...we're melting fast enough as it is.
Smoke screen, Max! Give them the smoke screen!
Hezekiah?
My compliments, Mr. Leslie. You handle the foil very well.
Away from the car!
Over my dead body. Unlock those handcuffs and get out.
Have a cigar.
I know, but for what?
Fate the Magnificent!
Genius, Max, positive genius. What's next?
...I assume that I'm in the lead.
No, you idiot, with a friar. A monk. A priest.
May I ask how?
Thank you. My luggage, please.
"So there's no way of telling who's in the lead."
Max can't accomplish anything with a pen knife.
Minutes have made the difference in survival, Miss Dubois.
The Greenvillains, I like their style Entechrobotics.org
...not with a sword in your hand.
I got you!
What do you want?
Always yells like that in the morning.
Please!
- You have to be careful... - You've got a brain the size of a carbuncle.