Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, madame?
Of the Western Ηemisphere conference...
printed in 1854.
One fountain pen.
- What, like Scobie? - No. Gene Kelly.
Say, I'd appreciate it mighty highly...
- Who asked you to get stuck with any of them? - Is there a Mrs. Cruikshank?
- You "savez" what I'm sayin' to you? - Stop! Stop! Please stop!
One letter, stamped but unsealed, addressed to you.
Allez vite, n'importe où. N'importe où! Vite!
Mrs. Foster, take a memo to Bartholomew in Security recommending -
Oh, I don't know who anybody is.
Jain is a the good important so and can will it for you the to an and my
Eine Apfelsine. Vous mettez I'orange sur le menton comme ça -
the Jardins des Champs-Élysées.
Let's go somewhere crowded. I feel like a lot of people.
Mine neither.
This one, a Swedish four shilling...
- I'm very sorry. - Thank you.
you just look over your shoulder...
- [ Giggling ] - Reggie, cut it out.
Keeps callin' for Aunt Reggie.
And this?
He's all right, Sylvie. Ηonestly.
Do you know him, Mrs. Lampert? Leopold W. Gideon?
Peter?
Swell, but this man doesn't have a garden.
Now, take it easy, Mrs. Lampert. Take it easy.
- What do you want? - Who is it?
in dollars, a quarter of a million.
- Mais c'est très urgent. - Occupé.
- Agent. - Yes.
- Oh. - But instead of delivering the gold, they stole it.
'cause from now on I'm gonna be right behind you.
Mrs. Lampert, they knew I was still alive, but they left me there.
All right. All right, I'll be right down. Wait a minute.
Anyway, I don't want to be alone. I'm afraid.
Trying to kill her? Who does she think I am, the C.I.A.?
Agents.
You need them.
They were in plain view all the time, but no one bothered to look at the envelope.
I suppose so. I don't know.
They killed Charles to get it, but he must not have had it with him on the train.
What happened then?
When I man gets to be my age, that's the last word he ever wants to hear.
Now, don't be piggy, Herman.
Only she's English into French, and I'm French into English.
He was there, too. A little less hair, but it's the same one.
[ Screams ]
- Scared. - You'll be all right.
- Adam! - It’s all right. Come and look.
Uh, where are you now? Can you meet me at the market?
350 European, 200 Asian...
He was dressed only in his pajamas.
for the purpose of delivering $250,000 in gold...
So he's narrowed it down to us. You've got it.
Last time I sent out a tie, only the spot came back.
One more question.
- I don't know. - That's absurd, madame. Totalement absurde.
Wait a minute. Ηow did Carson Dyle get an office in this building anyway?
That's it, Adam! The gardens!
- Are they for sale now? - Let me see.
You killed all three of 'em for nothin'!
- You like some wine? - No, thank you.
- While we're waiting, we'll search yours. - Not my room.
[ Together ] Naturally.
Alex, how can you tell if anyone's lying or not?
Do you hear me? Come on out.
Voilà, as they say.
Whoop. [ Laughing ]
The authorities in Bordeaux searched his compartment on the train.
It is never mistaken, not in 23 years.
- Can I come in? - No. I'm going to take a bath.
That's all right with us.
than a quarter of a million dollars?
- What? - A fortune! Come on!
A machine gun separated Scobie from his right hand...
- [ Cawing ] - [ Laughing ]
He's just trying to frighten you.
- Now it turns out all you're interested in is the money. - That's right.
- I don't suppose so. - It’s a toss-up, I can tell you that.
- Don't you want me to stay? - Of course, but if you went back and wrote me a letter -
he has disappeared into thin air.
- [ Boy Chattering In French ] - Jean-Louis!
Hey, how do you stop this thing?
Everyone. Whoa. Come on.
The letter, huh? It ain't worth nothin'.
Vous passez cette orange a la personne derrière vous -
Taxi!
Well, it led me away from umbrella frames, for one thing.
That a pretty girl with an outrageous manner means more to an old pro like me...
Would you like to see my passport?
- Mrs. Lampert? - Are you sure there's no mistake?
If not, I'm tired, it's late and I want to go home to bed.
- Yeah? - Now you listen to me, Dyle.
[ Door Closes ]
That's the spirit. Here's what I want you to do.
[ Screaming ]
It’s enough to make you a vegetarian, isn't it?
Well, where did everything go?
Step back.
- Hello. - Ηello, Peter.
[ Groans ]
♪ The ending of ♪
The view had better be worth it.
Today it has a value of $1 00,000.
Hey, there is something. And it's heavy.
Honorine?
- I'm trying to find out who you are. - You know my name. It’s Dyle.
Hello?
[ Sighs ] Is your husband with you?
Could you speak any louder? I can't speak any louder
- Or Tex? - Possibly.
One ticket of passage to South America.
No, wait! It was last Thursday, 5:00...
- And the blue one? - Oh, it's called The Ηawaiian Blue.