Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What did you learn from Aubergine before his demise?
The ship's nose is heavy. He must be on the mooring rope.
Get under the pipe.
Thank you.
- Why don't you try him out? - That sounds a very good idea.
Finish shoring up the roof. I'll send the lug back.
Get a foothold!
instead of pumping oil out.
Put your hand on this.
His real name is Hans Glaub, a German pioneer in the development of steroids.
Mr Saff in
Sir Godfrey. Let's get...
Lovely party.
Get Zorin for me!
Built in the 16th century by a duke who believed he'd be reincarnated as a horse.
He's a psychopath.
So, does anybody else want to drop out?
Keep climbing!
But that would mean the bullets aren't blank
If you'd like any further information just call me, Mr...
You're not staying the night? I was hoping we'd spend the evening together.
OK, go!
Now... push!
Congratulations.
Would you be interested primarily in stamina?
- But I'd hate to be his valet. - You'll have to buck up your ideas.
Thank you.
James, that night in London when I was with the Bolshoi...
But he always loved a good fight.
Hello. I thought you might like to join the party.
Sir Godfrey Tibbett. Our department.
On the contrary, Admiral.
Hey, where's that guy goin'? That ladder's unlocked.
Project Main Strike.
Be quick. If those guards we laid out identify us we'll have to move fast.
Bring it over. Easy.
- Welcome, sir. I'm Jenny Flex. - Of course you are.
- Shut down! The propeller's jammed. - Fix it.
Right rudder. Do it!
But if we knew how many wells were involved, we might get a clearer picture.
Moneypenny - be a darling, would you, and collect that for me.
Zorin's kind of man! What about the girl? And the cheque?
- Yes, I love an early morning ride. - I'm an early riser myself.
First number one, Pegasus; second number two, Fluke;
- Check the beach area. - Let's get out of here.
Get back!
What's stopping you?
- My name is Scarpine. Head of security. - How do you do.
You will come back to us, Comrade. No one ever leaves the KGB.
- Pola Ivanova! - James Bond!
- Get the alarms turned off. - Yes, sir.
Intuitive improvisation is the secret of genius.
Would you excuse us? Come on, honey.
Forget about that sergeant promotion.
Those wells are in the Hayward fault.
Quite a letdown.
Oh, my Lord, Tibbett! Look at the state of my clothes.
- He fired me. - All right. Calm down.
Well, then, I'll...
That's odd. The epicentre's near Zorin's oil field.
That's a boy. There we are.
Main Strike's in three days. Any delays, I hold you responsible.
- I think I can get him. - Go for it!
He was the man at Nelson's Column!
Good. Right on schedule, Decepticon.
Get on the rig. I'll lower you down.
That information's available at City Hall.
"That" is not the soap.
I wanna talk to you.
Take it off.
Oh, really? Then you can let me into a little secret.
James!
They didn't go nowhere. They just disappeared.
Just a minor tremor. Measured 2.5 on the Richter scale. Location...
Steady.
- What's this loaded with? - Rock salt.
Until recently, all microchips were susceptible to damage