Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Dinner. All right?
Spence.
Yes, we should be going too. Tattoo. Will you excuse us?
- Oh. - Well, almost from the beginning.
Later. Right now, you have to get ready for the party.
Come on. Take it easy. It's me! It's Spence!
Ready.
Bill, you can't believe how much my life has changed. Smile, baby.
they made a pact never to try to contact each other again...
Don't mention it again. Okay, fine.
your fantasy was to have your old gang reunited...
Scene 48, take seven.
Good-bye, Mr. Roarke. Good-bye, Mrs. MacLean.
I only use them for reading. Driving's never been a problem.
Yeah, so long.
with a little luck, early-- we'll schedule part of your portrait session.
Now, wait-- Come on, Spence.
As you can see, he digs flowers. Oh, sorry.
You've got 24 hours to deliver one million dollars.
No sweat. He won't hear a thing.
Angry? Heck, no. I got me a movie star for a girlfriend.
I got it. I got it.
What about the gate? [ Spider ] Wired.
It's so cold out here, those butterflies in my stomach have ice on their wings.
- Hi, babe. - Bill. How did you get here?
I'm afraid you're going to have to get yourself another girl, Mr. Gantman.
You don't mind, do you? Miss Russell,
[ Both Scream ]
How so, Mr. Roarke? Uh, may I?
I was only kiddin'.
the best wheelman in the business.
He's my favorite movie star.
We need some fire, electricity. Whoa!
Right there.
Nobody likes a fat movie star.
Good boy. How did you like his trick, boss?
Give me a piece of the action.
Open the door! Open the door!
And you're due in front of the camera in one hour.
That sounds like a good idea. Spence? I think I'll pass, hon.
Mr. Roarke, when do you think my fantasy can begin?
- Am I too late for a tour of the island? - Not at all, Mr. Prentiss.
You see? The ace of spades.