Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...they turn south at the crossroads. - You got yourself a bet.
Come on, let's go. Will you go? Come on!
You could be the most comical cop I ever met.
And we're ready to book 'em for withholding information...
Well...
What's this? What's this that's coming?
- Wall... - No.
He knocked himself out...
- I don't know whether we're on the air. - Mayday. Call mayday!
Dr. Zillman! Dr. Zillman!
It's a brand-new pump!
We made it. We're here first.
What doctor? I don't know no doctor. What are you guys, crazy or something?
♪ Without a doubt it's a mad
I'd like to think that sometime, maybe. 1953. or 1943 from now...
Do you hear what I'm saying?
Yeah. That way nobody will have an advantage on one another, right?
If we have quite decided to withdraw from this affair...
Thanks for everything.
Listen, I think the big boy should get an extra share.
No!
...when I was trying to tell you to listen?
- There were eight of us. - There were eight of us.
[Man] Yes, sir.
- [Siren wailing] - [Police whistle blowing]
Don't push. You got it? That's it.
That's a head cold.
♪ It's a mad, mad, mad...
You dirty robber!
[Honking]
Now, see here, you idiots, it's all your fault because...
Of course I'm all right. Sylvester!
If ya turned quicker we coulda caught him!
I could show you a way out. There's another way to the road.
There were five of us who went down to the wreck.
Eh...
Funny, right? Funny?
- He lives on Silver Strand Beach. - I never thought of that.
Look out!
Don't even mention Russell!
Yes he is, Benjy. He'll help us.
No! Don't hit me!
Three for your group, two for yours, two for us, and one for you.
You run back to headquarters. Wait till you hear from me.
Mr. Fitzgerald, you know where Rosita Beach is?
poor BewtyStain Boy, the way he just sailed out there...
My pension has been revoked.
...because we found it.
I won't be home for a few weeks but you can get me through my office.
Just wait. You can't manhandle a decent woman.
[Arguing continues]
Embarrassing.
- Out, baby. Out! - Don't call me baby.
...coming in on 94 with Mrs. Marcus and her daughter, Mrs. Finch.
- It'll cost you about $50. - Okay, I'll pay when we land.
Santa Rosita Police Station...
Just a minute. Down there?
Let me go! Let me get out of here!
You think you ought to drink while you're flying?
I'm not shutting anything off! Hello, anybody! Can anybody hear me?
You leave us here, and you know what you're going to get?
We got to have control of what happens to us.
- He was telling the truth! - Folks, isn't this great?
We stopped to see if we could help.
He didn't come with us. We thought he came with you.
What's the matter? What happened to you? Initiation?
None of them know me...
♪ Toujours the amour, but toujours
I've been gathering some samples of desert flora.
There's too many men on it to control it.
Let me tell you something. You're a stupid idiot.
♪ It's a mad, mad
What's to argue about? Just clam up. Don't say nothing.
We're going to get that money. Keep driving!
What do you mean, "You women stay here"?
[Tires screeching]
Everybody's...
Now, none of them have ever seen me.
They're like slaves.
[Crowd yelling]
Are you a pilot? Is there a plane around?
...keeping in sight of each other.
- [Chortling] - ♪ Thirty-one flavors
to be a citizen of this benighted country...
[Tires screeching]
- How many people has he killed? - There'll be more.
Holy mackerel!
...and walk away with everything, and we can't even get out.
- I don't know. - But he had a shovel.
5 will get you 10...
In all my time in this wretched country...
- Walnuts. - No!
- Get this stuff off me! - Watch him, Ray, watch him!
I'm sorry, Mrs. Finch.
None of these 10 people have any record at all.
...he's about here going in the other direction.
[Horn honking]
- [Tires screech] - Hey.
You either get out of that truck or I'm going to throw you out.
[Phone rings]
Just the two of us for about three weeks.
Do you think you're hurt real bad?
You just drive down and dig it up.
Flight 7, Sunday morning.
[Culpeper] Do that. See what they said.
Honey, I broke my back on that door. That's a hard door. I mean...
[Horn honking]
- Are you listening to your mother? - [Ginger] Your mother is speaking.
They all ought to be meeting up in about five minutes.
Never mind him. An ambulance will come.
[Grunting]
...and they're moving north. They're both coming your way.
Go.
[Man] Yes, sir.
...nervous! Hey! We've got an accident back here!
...was supposed to come down from Pomona just to meet us.
Watch him! He's a homicidal maniac!
You're going to jail! You'll be arrested for assault.
I'd be astounded to hear anything said for it.
[Screams]
- Any of you actually see it happen? - Well, uh...
Come here!
Look, there's this dough, see?
Otherwise, she won't go.
Uh, Sheriff, excuse me. Another call.
It's Russell and Mr. Hawthorne!
If I have half of the money...
Once I get Smiler Grogan out of the way, my desk is clear.
When the people who own this see this, I sure hate to think...
He'll have to be disturbed if any of this develops further.
Bulls all over the place.
[Engine sputtering]
What the hell is with this wire?
How did you know my name? I've never met you.
That's on the top! Look down near the bottom.