Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[cane clicks] Aleister: Apologies, sir.
‐ In her defense, she thinks all butlers are murderers.
‐ How should I rub sand into your eyes
‐ What if Aleister is the danger?
‐ But not for long.
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‐ I'd press it into a trash can.
that this was a freak accident
‐ It would be my pleasure
‐ Grade A sheared Mongolian goat.
Cyril: Boom goes the personnel health‐care form.
[laughter]
Damn it! You took my secret shotgun?
‐ [gasps] Really?
‐ It's a normal British voice, all right?
‐ We thought Ray was maybe dead!
‐ I totally get that.
the traveling cable, the safety catch,
Watch. [inhales]
‐ [crying] You‐‐you taught...
- The phone's dead. - The elevator's broken.
for maximum discomfort?
‐ Welcome back, sir. I've been expecting you.
‐ And I never even named a beneficiary
There's explosive residue on the coffeepot.
‐ Please, allow me.
[gunshot]
- He's quite cunning. - Cyril Figgis?
But you're right. The man is perfect.
But I do have one small concern.
‐ Cyril, no one tries three assassinations in one day.
Hey, I thought you broke your arm.
‐ Aw, trouble in billionaire‐adise?
‐ Hey, I broke my arm on a mission‐‐
‐ You haven't been doing your rehabilitation exercises.
‐ I think someone's trying to kill me.
He was top agent during your coma.
‐ [laughing] Yeah!
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You guys, look! It's like we're dancing.
‐ It's a classic odd couple fight.
‐ It did.
‐ What? Wait, he doesn't have that power.
If you're free.