Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It was more like a mile and a half.
I'm just coming into my prime!
Bring it down.
You win.
Albrecht and Gustavus will provide the major themes to the battle...
Madam...
of this war.
Stop this nonsense at once!
Come on.
It's Wednesday.
Oh, you won't want to miss this aria.
Look!
I shall shortly return with reinforcements.
and warming the fields of smoked salmon...
You know that?
Coming!
Well, sit down. Relax. Have a game.
What would future generations think of us?
With any luck.
But seriously, without me, there would be nothing. Not even you.
No, girls! Don't split up on me now!
You are like a mosquito in the Taj Mahal.
You may have heard of me.
I'm too rough. I knock it off? It's around here.
Well, throw them over the walls, then.
By beautiful women all the time
Wait, Sybil!
- He's an ass. Only I can end this war. - Explain yourself.
Not a clue.
Yosrick, the young apprentice, sings of his joy in his job.
- It's just-- - We have to go!
We've got to find your servants...
moustache.
I have found that naps at 9:45 and 1:30 can be most efficacious.
I must apologize for this most dreadful occurrence.
These are my stakes. What are yours?
- Teamwork, Sybil! - You go that way. I'll go this way.
requires a great deal of concentration.
As a matter of fact, you are.
He jumped onto a cannonball.
Come on!
How do you mean?
Open the gates!
- We are actors! - And set sail.
Six percent!
Let me go! I've got tides to regulate! Comets to direct!
where the brilliant and important parts are located...
and all the others?
This man obviously needs a doctor.
is we've dropped through the center of the world and come out the other side...
Seize the day!
I will reveal the true cause...
Help!
but Roger's so difficult.
excite you?
Oh, yeah. Same old baron!
I do.
Send for the executioner!
and stupidly incredulous fellow countrymen...
Wait. Please!
For you, my precious.
Right!
I got you now, Baron!
We are totally incompatible.
It's called, "The Torturer's Apprentice."
Baron Munchausen, at your service.
Those scoundrels! I won't put up with it!
Look!
Baron Munchausen isn't real.
from the imperial cellar in Vienna...
He did it!
If we begin attacking in two directions simultaneously...
No.
Hurray!
I want you to help us fight the Turk again.
There he is, Sybil.
- Delicious! - It's not a bad drop of tea...
Come on, dear ladies! Forward, the players!
Careful.
And this is Gustavus...
- Save us! - Yes.
One day, after a sumptuous dinner--