Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)
- (SHUSHING) - (MUFFLED SINGING)
I want you to give him this.
If you want to walk away from this,
I've only heard good things about him around town.
Listen. (STAMMERS)
(PANICKED SHOUTING)
I look forward to it.
You were in Dieppe for a while?
- We gotta go! - Wait!
Hang on! Get her out. Quickly.
Who's gonna jump first?
(YELLS)
MAX: Hello.
I was able to make it after all.
WOMAN: Bonjour.
Where is Paul Delamare?
The man with the pipe. Who is he?
Yeah.
Marriages made in the field never work.
what can you tell me about him?
(EXPLOSIONS CONTINUE)
(Marianne Weeping)
American cigarettes?
So, this is gonna be a standard blue-dye procedure, blue dye being...
- Forecast? - Clear skies, sir.
(CHOKING)
(MONET SPEAKING IN FRENCH)
MARIANNE: Max.
(SPEAKING FRENCH)
I will. No one cares who does what to who.
-Max! -Marianne.
The neighbors will find it curious
I ran.
You mean, like in the movies?
Merci.
(MUTTERS IN FRENCH)
Max, this is now an operational mission.
(GRUNTING)
Okay. That wasn't so hard, was it?
but your Parisian accent is terrible.
(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)
(WHISPERING IN FRENCH )
Help me, someone! Come and help me!
You want what?
Liberating your country.
- My wife is not a spy! - FRANK: If she is,
Paul Delamare???
Today you took your first steps.
These'll settle your stomach.
(GUNFIRE)
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
Yeah, I got it. I'll dispatch it in the morning.
For new names on the list.
- She look the same. Yeah. - Yes?
What do you want from me, Max?
He works with phosphate, right?
Would they?
By Monday morning, we'll...
(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)
won't be behind a desk with Frank for long.
(SOBBING)
(PANTING)
Mmm-hmm.
How's the princess?
until V Section fucked it up for her in '41.
That's it. I need some help!
(WIND WHOOSHING)
Too bad.
(CHUCKLES)
You're absolutely right, sir.
Mademoiselle.
Open it.
The fields in Dieppe are lined with poplar trees.
Pretty green. Rolling hills. Clear water.
WOMAN: Come here. (GIGGLING)
Fuck.
Seriously, Frank, who is this?