Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Then I guess we're meant for each other. (CHUCKLES)
Hold on a minute, Oscar.
The whole project was a total waste.
I'd like to call a lawyer.
(BlONlC POWERS ACTlVATlNG)
What, do you want a demonstration?
With the decoder on the open market, its secrets are obsolete.
(LAUGHS) Are you telling me I'm under arrest?
Right. Let me talk to him for a minute.
If she's gone bad,
This goes in here.
(SlGHS)
They even bought the frame on that girl.
Well, you trusted her with three years of my life's work.
The third one goes to Dr. Hatch for his files.
Wait a minute. What happens to me? You mean I'm stuck here?
Dispatches for the base.
Naud! Open the door!
There's only a minute and a half left.
And don't worry about your brainchild. I'll take good care of it.
And you're afraid the OSl is incapable of judging who, me?
says the decoder is missing and nobody knows what happened.
Please be quiet, Dr. Hatch.
Tell them to act accordingly and not take any unnecessary chances.
What's your point?
As a matter of fact, that does about cover it.
But accidents happen. There's no figuring that.
And a cup of coffee would be nice. Please?
He's got sandy grayish hair, he's about 170 pounds.
I'll see what I can do on this end.
I've made it! I'm hungry.
Carlson. Maybe Dr. Hatch's lab.
It's rumored that an espionage broker named Alex Martine now has the decoder.
Yes. She says my assistant impersonated General Partridge
JAlME: Forget it. They'll never hear you