Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This way.
- Oh, my. - Oh, my.
We're Lot Seven.
- Yes? - They've got him.
of each stage of her work, bless her.
- Get in the back seat, sir! - Okay!
Onward, Jock! Onward!
I am a man of few words.
if you would please remain calm.
Oh! Beast! Beast! Beast...
But I watched it burn.
replete with feints and distractions
Ingenious. Once again?
Where is he?
It's all right, sir, I've got another.
The Duke told me that Bunny has the painting,
However, I myself do not swing that...
to move it on the open market.
Mmm. Quite, quite, yes, indeed, quite.
But Spinoza's already there.
I suspect I may need to redecorate.
a cargo flight to Los Angeles,
Milton Krampf tells everyone he is getting painting.
Now, that is the look that softens
Oh! How do you do?
- Everyone out! - Okay.
Bit of a moron, actually.
Alastair, what are you doing here?
That is disappointing.
say that again
Although it is terribly vital work.
Johanna?
Well, sir... I've been thinking...
I was hot on the scent,
And I'm married and tired, you know.
was arriving home
God, oh, God, oh, God, oh, God...
to a certain viewpoint. That is all.
No more, no more, no more.
was working on the Goya
- Alastair! - Do it now!
Poor Jock. He was frantic with worry.
The rest was a bit rude,
Ah, thank you.
Do you think that Bunny still has the painting now?
getting our hands on that blasted painting.
No time to dally. Ugh.
Quite a conundrum, this.
One always bemoans the loss of a great restorer.
He seems to think that I have the painting.
Are you quite finished buggering around?
Hang on, sir!
Thanks.
Good God, Jock! Put that thing away, man!
I simply cannot get my head around that image.
Are we all done at 30 million pounds?
whilst you were away, my darling.
Ladies and gentlemen, if you would please
- I don't know. - But you know about art.
You know I have a sympathetic gag reflex.
- Oh! Yeah. - Very well. 600 then.
Jockie,
Sorry, Inspector Martland, sir.
Three months ago, a small Spanish museum
or some such hint of...
Forty thousand pounds? 40,000? 45, isn't it?
I don't know.
Only that wasn't it at all!
Tell him to ring back
It's just a cracked rib.
Bloody nuisance.
Sir Graham has been
Every man should have a Jock, don't you think?
And in charge, thank you very much.
the codes to his numbered Swiss bank account.
Hang on to me.
I go, I go, I go!
She's so damned attractive.
Mmm...
And we move on to Lot Four.
if I led you to believe there was anything between us,
But for those of us trying to get a bit of rest
Your mother and father only met once.
Art restoring is a nasty business.
Ten million pounds from Lord Mortdecai himself.
whether any unsavory types have enlisted you
and started all that nasty business in Greece.
it's a matter of urgent national security.
Is this a tryst?
Why is Dmitri obsessed with testicula?
Whoa.
Oh! So much! So much to look at!
May I bring anything?
Now, tell me, what are you and my husband
And if you're quick about it,
or you have big hole in your head.
And by the way, did I mention
Want to die...
And the vase.
Her lover was no help.
Oh, hello, Poppet.
I've been keeping her filled in.
Just the usual, you know. Egg cress, prawn mayonnaise,
Sorry, there was a queue.
to please another, know this:
when he finds out he bought the wrong fake.
there is more here than meets the eye.
But I have always felt
I see.
She's got prominent lips like me...
The Duchess of Wellington is in Bunny's loo.
Oh, I've got a sensitive tummy!
to paint her in 1792.
Like this? Like this?
Lights.
Oh, darl...
You are a nasty business, sir.
was a matter of some overdue bills on the Rolls,
Oh, Alastair. It's so lovely. Do come back.
You always were the sensitive one.
Couldn't be what?
Johanna, you look lovely.
I do believe Jock has informed you