Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Jazz is..... Just insolent noise
I swear on your ring, Marge, I'm never going back.
Come on. Let's go back in.
Hey liberals We don't answer to you
- Marge ! - I know ! No !
-[Ends] - [People Applauding]
- With Freddie Miles. - How did you know that ?
I'll go.
[Freddie] Tommy.
I would-- I would really appreciate it...
[ Engine Stops ]
I think I'm going back to Mongi. I think Dickie's coming home.
Marvelous That's what I say.
[Dickie] I bumped into an old friend from Princeton,
- [ Screaming ] - Stop it ! Stop !
Oh, please, Dickie. You can't even drive a car.
Yes.
Do you know Cafe Dinelli at the Piazza di Spagna ?
- Other people sail them. - It's too much !
Got to be a little insane, doesn't he ?
My funny Valentine
[ Italian ]
- How much you love Dickie. - Whoo !
Hey, hey, Signor Greenleaf !
[ Continues ]
Dizzy Gillespie.
Well, you know that. You know that.
Not Dickie. Your signature.
Copy out from here.
that you have to go into a cocoon, uh, before you can be a butterfly.
Can't blame him.
I mean, hey, if I'm late, think what her husband's saying.
- Hardly. - Hmm.
- Instead, I make boats. - Stop !
I knew it ! I knew it.
Few places. That's a few jobs.
[ Both Speaking Italian ]
May I be the only one
Look, Tom, we got to go to a club and meet some friends of Freddieís.
-It's vile. -Yes, it's vile. You don't have to come.
- How was it ? - It was good.
Especially you.
You make me smile
[Screaming in italian] [Screaming in italian]
Good. Now you can learn French for a reason. Good. Now you can learn FRENCH for a Reason.
He would get so crazy if anybody would contradict him.
I just-- [ Sobs ]
-[Ends] - Ugh.
johnny how's the frowning?
Itís just been too hot.
Freddie's organizing the Cortina skiing trip.
- We'll have to teach him that too. - Thank you.
[Sighing]
Signor Greenleaf, Signor Ripley's not there.
The best thing is, if you want to be a tourist, grab a cab now,
Sorry.
Freddie ?
Can you imagine ?
Is he really not here ?
are on a little spending spree.
The police think that's a clear indication...
No ! Actually-- Actually, no.
Thirty-one people.
was that Signor Miles was killed not later than 7:00 yesterday evening.
[Piano]
Trying to shrug off the dress.
[ Italian ]
I can afford it because it's damp and... falling down.
to Marge, to the police or anybody.
- Herbert ? - Yes, yes. I very much hope so.
Now your signature.
- Ciao. - Ciao.
- As in-- - As in the textile Logues.
You could drag me.
Okay, do an impression.
Oh, God. Never. Never.
From the silence
It's like Marge is here right now. I look at you,
I feel like I spoke and he heard you.
Not if you care
[Ripley Speaking Italian Slowly]
despite the failure of its main objective.
- I went to bed. - [ Italian ]
What about us ?
God, unless he meant us to meet.
[Door Opens, Closes]
And the next thing I know, he's launched himself at me.
Marge and I spend hours speculating.
the day before he disappeared.
- What ? - At Christmas. To Cortina.
[ Dickie ] Come on, Freddie.
Marge.. you like everybody.
Freddie. Freddie Miles.
Dickie Greenleaf is staying in San Remo.
You can't be angry with her.
I was rather looking forward to rowing you around.
Doesn't every parent deserve a grandchild ?
Sorry. Sorry. Had to renew my papers.
I've thought about you...
You said to make sure you didn't miss the train. Leaves at 8:00.
a thousand dollars.
To the manor born.
W-What time did Signor Miles leave yesterday ?
You'll make yourself a fortune.
I'd be brave, and hereís the song I'd bring to her
By the way, um, officially there are no Italian homosexuals.
- Here, Signor Ripley. - Okay.
You can be quite boring
Nothing.
[ Shouting in Italian ]
When you see where you live from a distance, it's like a dream, isn't it ?
Stop it ! Somebody ! Somebody ! Stop it !
- But why it couldn't have waited. I-- - Errand number one.:
Um--
Class of'56.
of Dickie's income from his trust into your name.
Look, they don't even know I'm in Rome, and I'm not gonna incriminate Dickie.
the brother I never had.
- The whole town comes out-- - I donít think so.
He's wonderful. Have you met him ?
The most important question is, was I fat? Because I don’t think I was.
My scooter. I fell off getting chased by photographers.