Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Your government is counting on you.
- You're the nut. - Nut-proof.
It’s our money, and we want it back.
[ Chattering In French ]
A man? Oh, no, Jean-Louis. Who? Where?
- Are you still there, Mr. Bartholomew? - Yes, yes, Mrs. Lampert.
Good-bye, Sylvie, and thanks.
Jean-Louis.
Well, then, he's a truthful Whitefoot, of course.
- Okay, we'll do it again. - I've been into it at least once a day.
- Evidently we're the floor show. Come on. - You and me?
How often do you go through this little ritual?
- Oh, you should see your face. - What's the matter with it?
[ Chuckles ]
- W-W-What is that stuff? - Marvelous stuff.
In fact, I don't even see any point in your changing hotels.
I know. I'm sorry.
trying to run a bureau of overworked men with underallocated...
I'll be right there.
Your appointment has been changed.
- Now stop that nonsense. - Stop bullying me. Everybody's bullying me.
Up there. It’s up there.
I don't understand.
Better lock the door after me.
Well, go to bed. You've gotta go to work in the morning.
- Who told you to do that? - You did.
- Doing what? - I'm a simultaneous translator, like Sylvie.
That's why I had to kill them, all four of them.
Come in.
Quarter of a million dollars with no questions asked.
Look out. Didn't want you to bump your head.
- Oh, come on, open the door. - This is a ludicrous situation.
You're not gonna like this, Mrs. Lampert.
- Are you in the book? - Well, Charles is.
Just a minute. Go on, take it.
I'm still having trouble with English.
How can I? You lied to me just the way Charles did.
THERE'S ONLY ONE DYLE CONNECTED TO THIS AFFAIR.
That's right, Mrs. Lampert. That's right.
No, they won't. I won't let them.
She says she's trapped in a metro station and someone's trying to kill her.
- Carson Dyle was dead. - Yes. Carson Dyle was dead.
I've got liverwurst, liverwurst, chicken and liverwurst.
- Gideon? - Possibly.
if you'd, uh, wiggle on over to Room 46 and chew the fat for a spell.
[ Sneezes ]
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- If we keep it, we'll be breaking the law. - Nonsense. We didn't steal it.
followed him when he tried to run out again, cornered him on the train...
After promising you wouldn't.
I can't explain. It’s just that I'm too miserable to go on any longer like this.
Reggie! The stamps! Where are they? Reggie! Wait!
He's after the money.
- You can't. - There must be some way.
- [ Giggling ] - Ηere's the label.
- There's something I'd like to explain. - Never mind. I'll go by myself.
- What? - [ Whispering Louder ] Kill me!
- Did you find it? - No.
♪♪ [ Ηumming ]
- Who? - Women.
- So that was it. - Yes.
Yes, you told me.
On the other hand, if you suspect Tex it must be the other fella, Gideon. [ Chuckles ]
This nose tells me when you are lying.
That's impossible, Mrs. Lampert.
Have you ever, in your entire life, seen anything so beautifuI?
- ♪♪ [ Continues ] - You don't look so bad in this light.
[ Screams ]
- But I saw it. - No, that's not Carson Dyle.
The most valuable stamp in the world.
For every team, there is one orange. Una arancia.
As I said, Mrs. Lampert, I'm afraid you're in a great deal of danger.
Make up your mind, Mrs. Lampert. Now.
Don't tell me. Ya didn't know it was loaded.
- ♪♪ [ Ends ] - [ Applause ]
What's so depressing about that?
I'm having a nervous breakdown.