Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Giddy, we’ll need to force feed her butter
[Chuckles] Ah, yeah!
I know how to work it. Hello, down on the ground.
- What, you bend your tailpipe? - No. It was just one of my tires.
- Mother, please. - Ah!
♪ I know it may sound jerky
- Emmeline! - Mama!
And we've got to be clear on a few things
cody chill Frank
Whaddya mean, "Who's flying the plane?"
Hold on, we're gonna get you to a hospital.
- Oh! - Whoa!
[Ginger] I'll try. Just a minute. Talk to your father.
(Squealing)
That chap's run absolutely amok!
[Tires screeching]
There?
- You'll be blown to bits. - Monica, for heaven's sake.
...down to the south.
You've got to believe me. I'm going to be sick.
out baby out don't call me baby
Where's the sledgehammer?
Didn't he come with you?
Now, don't bug me, I said.
I'm a dentist.
Not after what I've been through!
If the spare's flat, don't fix it. Give me a new tire.
Tell me something, Ginger. How does it feel being married...
Be calm. This is it. Just one minute more, it'll be all over.
Let's be sensible about this thing. There's money in this for all of us.
That adds up to 25 shares.
You'll see it under this... under this big W.
But you've got to give us those keys or you'll force us to take them from you!
Try hitting the door just once more.
[Man on radio] If you can, give us your position.
...causing accidents, failing to report accidents...
Okay.
[Crashing]
I want the pension for Culpeper's grade trebled.
Look.
Russell, hang on!
[Mrs. Marcus shouting] Help me!
What are you talking about? I'll make the next batch.
Do you think I'd take a chance with you
...you're not really criminals. - [Chuckles]
Our grandmother is dying and she's sent for us.
[All shouting, arguing]
Think we ought to tell them what he said?
...were more responsible than anybody else for closing down the houses.
You could've taken a fair share like the rest of us...
I told you, we can't.
- Tyler! - You promised!
♪ But Detroit is adroit What they'll do in Detroit
That's what it is.
My mother-in-law is suing me for damages.
- What'll I do? - Use it!
Orders were to maintain silence.
I wanted to stop for you. My wife and he wanted to stop for you.
They were chasing him? What's going on here?
[Engine droning]
Billie Sue! Listen to your mother!
Get that money!
[Man on radio] There's something phony here.
Hello, anybody on the ground! On the ground, anybody!
Get to the nearest phone and hire the best car you can find.
All set, Chief.
You wait for 1948 to solve a really important case...
You're not much good...
He never gets up this early. Why doesn't he answer?
...for at least two weeks because of his condition.
Everything's going to be all right. Your baby's coming to get you.
They tried to drown me.
It's a race, ain't it?
...and there's enough for...
Hello, Ginger? What's the matter now?
He has a hate complex.
Exactly like your father: A big, stupid, muscle-headed moron!
I'm not entirely certain that you haven't damaged this machine.
[Car horn honking]
[Horn honking]
- Let's get down there. - Let's go.
25 into 350,000 is $14,000 per share.
- It's a satchel. - Hold it up!
[Man] Over there?
If you think we're the first ones here, why not make a deal?
[Tires screeching, honking]
Cab!
Who is that? I want to speak to Sylvester Marcus.
That guy hid it so good, he couldn't find it himself.
Just hold it a second.
You've no right to crash in here.
Don't be frightened if it makes a big bell noise.
It must be here. Right over here. Valley Center!
Irwin, we'll have to kill him.
Over there.
You sure you told me all you know? You don't know what that guy meant?
All right, you'll see. You'll see.
I hope it's not under a waterfall. [Chuckles]
- That's it. - Sounded like a chest.
- That's it! - [All yelling]
Will you listen? Something's happened.
I'm Dingy Bell. This is Benjy Benjamin.
[All yelling]
[Yelling] Mama!
- You're a colonel? - Lieutenant colonel, actually.
- He's asleep. Nobody can talk to him. - Can we ask him a question?
We're going down there.
- Yes, I want to... - Why are we wasting time?
Well!
And this Sylvester Marcus, the one the old lady called...
The fuse has gone out. I can't hear it anymore.
♪ Be a screamer Be a laugher
It's no! The answer is no.
I'm tellin' you, the man has got some angle.
♪ Yes, yes, confess, it's a mad
All units...
But don't look at me, move it. You could be gassing up.
Are you sure it was Capt. Culpeper?
[Crowing]
Nobody's flying the plane!
...even they have to pay taxes.
They may be the last passengers you'll ever carry.
If we find the money, we still have to report the taxes.
You go the way we came...
That's him!
Down there?
Listen! You can't cut me out now, you hear?
[Screaming]
- Think anybody is here? - Didn't see any cars.
Look out!
We give shares to everybody and for everything.
[Panting] No, stop, please! No, please.
Come on, Benjy. That must be Mr. Fitzgerald over there!
[Screaming] Help! I'm the Colonel, you know!
- The extinguishers. - Get one!
Okay? All right? Here we go.
I think they've found it.
[Woman] Well?
[Tires screeching]
Now, men, about the brakes... You've got to know about the brakes.
Sir, could you possibly see your way clear to give us a break?
...in an Avis Chevrolet they rented in Canyon City.
[Exploding]
Very good. Quick thinking. I'm proud of you.
[All chattering]
- Benjy, say something. - Help! Ah!
Sorry, Jimmy.
Something's happened to the fuse.
That's right. Okay, let's go.
♪ Mad, mad world
- So you and your friend... - Did you make a deal with them?
Sure. Look!
- [Man on radio] Yep. - Was he chasing anybody?
He must have gone by you doing 90 miles an hour.
Benjy! Here comes a restaurant!
- Mama! - [All laughing]
[Man on radio] Item: One large furniture van. Item: One red Volkswagen.
We'll have to speak to the Englishman. If we tell him what happened...
Hey! I'll wake him up. Tyler!
...and drive over to Santa Rosita...
Tell the Mayor about it.
Noooooo
He drove up this way, got to here, crashed and killed himself.