Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm deeply, deeply flattered, young man.
- Yes, she is. - My God...
Oh, moon of my delight. This is your own personalized
that I feared she had done herself
That Judas! That Ajax! That Paris!
'Til tomorrow. Ta!
Oh, Golly! I have read about this.
they'd be arrested on the spot.
Oh...
I dunno, sir.
Spinoza, you silver-tongued scallywag.
Is that our final bid?
I'm Georgina Krampf.
is my mustache.
in no way obviates the fact
a horrible mischief.
Well then, Mr. Krampf. I suppose since you're here
You one megabyte short of a RAM?
We're not savages, after all, are we?
and poke around a bit.
if you please to tell me.
my relationship with my mother, uh,
would cheer her up.
So much to do.
Do have a look, eh?
Good Lord! It couldn't be!
and back, are we?
and that's why she got killed.
This one taken by accident, utterly useless...
That is a superb Hulihee sans sideburn,
Am I interested? I'm wildly interested.
To what do I owe the pleasure?
he will unleash his unpleasantness
Hopeless.
You know how it is, gentlemen.
During the party, we steal it while no one's looking.
Oh, my.
For 17 years,
Oh...
Every Mortdecai man before me has had one.
I pursued this painting. You know why?
in no way obviates the fact
and this little bit of magic
disguised as our Sheridan.
Someone shooting at me!
Are you coming back to bed?
Looks like something curled up and died on your lip.
The truth is nice, but a rumor is priceless.
The painting she was working on in the end...
Hello! I'm outside.
You should treat a jam jar car like this
Five hundred thousand.
- Go bid! - Oh!
- Yes, do. - Good night, sir.
If it does exist, it belongs to Spain.
Sony, sir. We'll try and keep it down.
It's a terrible moment when you find yourself
and that's because there's money involved.
The local authorities were displeased.
No, not in her, in me.
of our financial affairs.
Oh, thank you very much.
Quite.
California? Oh, icky!
- Where? - There!
It's the shellfish!
Right. Gosh, it's been ages.
the whacking Cloud, the bollock Royce!
Fernand Just Quignon's Lavender Field.
...there was no mention of the painting.
then found out it is worth only one!
I do remember that there was an etching
I have discovered
And she was, well, we were having
Can I have all Thames Valley police officers
Quick session of congress.
the rudest man in England for years.
And I gave them to the authorities.
I was unhappy with our last conversation,
Ooh...
Well, come on, then.
Yes, sir.
Ah. Oh. Ooh.
Hmm?
has it been compromised??
Radiant...
Thank you. No hard feelings.
Which lady?
why I shouldn't arrest you right now?
I am Mortdecai, Lord of Silverdale.
once it's announced. Do not delay.
- You've got a difficult chap. - Beastly.
Done.
and the secret bank accounts along with it.
However...
Thursday, sir.
Show him the photographs. Excuse me.
Oh!
Spinoza was the best art smuggler in the business,
Good luck!
I mean...
Oh, it's burning... I... I can't go on...
...what else can you tell me about Strago?
Don't you feel the same? That you could share with me?
of reasonable intelligence to converse with.
Rather simple job, wouldn't you say?
We may be flat broke, my darling,
holding a dead man's Goya.
Valet!
Oh, Jock...
Spinoza then secrets the painting into the Rolls
No, not the stairs!
Sedgwick's Auction House in Kensington.
in the fine art of fencing.
Thank you, Maurice.
The painting, Your Grace.
Right you are, madam.
It's a fine day to be alive, what?
and effort into this endeavor.
without pay or lodging?
Well, if you won't do it for me,
and I unwittingly smuggle it to Krampf.