Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

‐ I never told you I was in the haberdashery.
‐ Can I help you, ladies?
- I'm not gonna shoot you. - Why not?
♪ ♪
‐ Carol, don't interrupt the test.
to calm your nerves.
on my life insurance.
I'm here to kill the world's greatest spy.
- Lana: Ray! - In a spider‐filled ditch.
‐ Fine. Sterling, go rescue Ray.
Perhaps you should have kept up
‐ [laughs] Old Monty, yes.
‐ First I repressed my violent urges,
single‐vent, three‐button.
- Good‐bye, Aleister. - [grunts]
That's more than fireworks.
Anyway, I thought I'd tell Ms. Archer.
[whispering] Is how I'd get things going.
But let it be known that I'm not happy about it.
How do you forget that?
Steak Aleister.
‐ Good thing I have my cane.
[truck crashing, glass shattering]
‐ Oh. [laughs] Very good, sir.
and I thought I had to hide it.
Whoo‐hoo! Zip liiiine!
I can suggest some rehabilitation exercises.
‐ What?
‐ [clears throat]
It's unprofessional. Aleister?
I brought your rehabilitation bands to the office
General Bernard Montgomery.
Also, rude people don't get to sit
like me?
‐ Right away, sir. Ma'am, a pleasure.
‐ Thank you, polite intruder.
‐ Very good, sir.
and now you don't even have the decency to kill me quickly?
‐ Oh, Aleister! [giggles]
and you're going with the drink
[suspenseful music]
[sobs] It was goddamn perfect.
‐ Thank you. Good‐bye, sir.
‐ Oh, office work. Can't get hurt by you.
[people clamoring] Cyril: Huh, wha‐‐