Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Stop! Stop!
- Charlie? - Mmm.
Our painting is entered in Sedgwick's Friday auction,
She'll come around, Jock. How could she not?
Jock?
Goodness, that's awkward.
a bit of an acoustic nightmare.
Ohh!
Jock?
score one judy
He is the filthy underside.
I don't like it, I don't like it, I don't like it!
Where's the Goya?
Emil Strago.
It made me feel dirty.
This will be easier and much less painful
Oh, all right. Wheel him in.
a gross amount of what he thought was my Taylor '31.
Jock, you're ablaze!
They won't take our word for it.
Keep your head down, sir!
- You will have your time. - Oh. Mmm.
What do we do next?
Twenty-five thousand pounds.
Oh. Beautiful woman.
Any blame here should fall on me.
A mere tiff, old bean. Nothing more.
What?
He's linked to a number of
That's not cricket!
There's their car!
Would you mind ever so much if we used the lavatory?
Yes, yes, yes. Good hungry doggie...
You see, the domain of a man's upper lip
involuntarily, one would hope,
A bit.
I could declare to the heavens,
but I can't find him.
Precisely.
And I mean dizzyingly complex,
Oh.
with one of the art world's greatest mysteries.
Say that again.
ruthless billionaire, art collector,
and not parade them under everyone's nose!
Are you not having a little something to drink?
Jock?
She's a well-known nymphomaniac.
he finally worked up the courage
Out you go!
Love... your... Bunny.
Can you see a resemblance?
except one.
Krampf's dealer, what is his name?
Uppy. uppy, Jock!
Oh, shut up!
Thirty million. Final offer!
Low-fired with an immersion glaze?
Oh, I know you will, sir. You always do.
Well, that's classified information, I'm afraid.
No, no. I met a beast!
Alastair.
Ooh. Oh.
Miss Bronwen would take photos
But it's already at Sedgwick's.
- And in the car, sir. - And a bit in the car.
With some off-the-record help
high-tension car battery.
- Blackfriar's Hall. - We must do this again.
That ghastly chap who stole Helen of Troy
reveal the codes and transfer the money.
Hard times, old boy?
I am sure that you will agree
including the smuggling of the painting in your Rolls.
You one book short of a library, you maggot? Eh?
Like a jungle cat.
I shall secure the perimeter.
What have you done now, man?
But why does everyone seem to think...
but you weren't! Oh!
Hello, Vladimir. So good to see you out and about.
I should like to ring my wife because
Proceed.
I say, old bean!
about my water.
Bit of cheese to go with that?
Ah! And at the Ambassador's residence.
or scoundrel, I will grant you.
A rogue, perhaps, a scamp
Checking in?
Sink the Bismarck, if you will.
too hard on Sir Graham,
- got the real one. - Bunny?
But now you're dangling off the end of it.
All right. That gives us six...
Jock! Jock, wait! Jock!
Give me the painting.
not an instrument of biological warfare.
Come on, you little bastards. Come out and get it.
Your Grace,
Poor old gal.
Jock?
If anyone tried to sell it,
- No, no. - No!
I will meet you at Spinoza's in one hour.