Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Are you girls waiting for someone? - Thomas Magnum?

Beer or whiskey? Actually we don't want anything to drink.

There'd better be a kidnapper, Magnum. There's a kidnapper, Higgins.

It all started when my younger sister was accepted at the Sorbonne in Paris.

An oversight on my part, now rectified by my upgraded level of security.

- No, you can't. - Higgins.

Dollars or pounds?

But not to follow you.

? My true love gave to me ?

I don't think it's safe to leave you in this part of town, T.C.

What? The Christmas tree?

Excuse me. Excuse me. I'm trying to find someone.

[ Ringing Continues ]

Don't ever touch that painting again, ever.

Her name is Linda Booton, and I have to find her...

There! You see? I told you! Now everything is okay.

Fifty pictures-- Hi.

Where'd we park the car? I don't know. I'm following you.

But she is unbelievably talented, and I'd do anything to see her go.

What's it going to be this time? The car? My bed?

Once this is over, there's going to be a whole new set of rules at the estate.

And at Thanksgiving in New York it was a cab driver.

Zeus, Apollo, what's wrong, lads?

At least Huggins let us go.

I'm being chased by hoods. My girls are kidnapped. They might die!

I'm pretty sure they're private heat. They had that look, you know?

The right-hand man tries to take over. Think about it.

then we get the painting without involving the police.

Oh, yeah? When did they leave your place?

Upgraded level of security to keep me out of the wine cellar?

Anyway, like they said,

[ Higgins ] As soon as the kidnapper calls with the girls' location,

- I'm telling you the truth-- - [ Woman ] Pardon me, sir.

- For the beer or the information? - Don't sound too familiar.

Unless, of course, you need to use the lavatory facilities.

You were wonderful, Magnum.

went off with some stranger, and left you little kids stranded?