Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, after all those involved and explicit directions he gave you on the phone.
Were you at home last night, Mr. Townsend?
What was the last report?
VANDAMM: He wanted to destroy you. You had to protect yourself.
Here, driver, take this lady back where she belongs.
Forgive me. Who are those people living in your house?
Togetherness. You know what I mean?
What can we do to save him without endangering our own agent?
What a performance.
MAN 1: How much to start the bidding on this collector's porcelain?
-What took you so long? -Let's take a little walk.
Please do.
Who are you kidding? You have no feelings to hurt.
New York Central Railroad, train number 25...
-Did I give it to you personally? -Personally?
You want me to jump off a moving plane?
Jack Phillips. Western sales manager for Kingby Electronics.
No, no, no, I mean $13. That's more than it's worth.
-You're ruining my whole day. -Shh, shh. All right. Quiet. Shut up.
-Sold out? ATTENDANT: You can always go coach.
Neatness is always the result of deliberate planning.
Miss Eve Kendall is expecting me. She's in room four-something.
By the way, what are we having for dessert?
They hurt deeply.
You can probably make them do anything for you.
[PHONE RINGING]
Are you sure?
A pleasant journey, sir.
I have 2250. Do I hear 25?
And I won't have, until I find George Kaplan who obviously knows what this is all about.
EVE: We can't.
My name is Roger Thornhill.
-Right away? -Yes.
Can I join you?
No, no. I'm awfully sorry.
-Well, here we are again. -Yes.
It was quite obvious to him last night that she had become emotionally involved.
Now...
My wives divorced me.
What is your pleasure? How much to start?
MAN 1: This magnificent pair of Louis XVI fauteuils.
Oh, well, I guess it's off to the hospital for me and back to danger for you.
And much more than her life is at stake.
You see?
I guess he's gonna play it safe with a long, slow descent.
Twenty-two-fifty twice.
... who claims he's been mistaken for someone else.
So you're the gentleman in room 796, aren't you?
-Suppose they don't come? -They'll come.
-Last call. -Fifteen hundred.
That plane's dusting crops where there ain't no crops.
-I'm trying. -Come on, I've got you.
-Five hundred. MAN 1: Five hundred, thank you.
-Where am I? -Glen Cove Police Station.
MAN 1: We offer catalog number 107.
-Should I? -Certainly not.
Can I say the 500?
...who had come to the park to see the famed Mount Rushmore monument.
Phillip, if you don't mind, I'm going back to the house now.
It is ___ to ___.
I can't.
-Seven parking tickets. -Oh.
Help. Help me.
[WOMAN ON PA SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
Go ahead, it can't be for me.
I've been staying in my apartment in town for the last month.
-Who did he kill? -He didn't say where he was going, did he?
Well, I want to thank you for saving my life. Thank you, my friend. Thank you.
I don't suppose it would do any good to show you ID cards...
I was wondering about my earrings.
No questions asked?
It will enhance any collection of fine art.
Seven years, Your Honor.
-I want to be taken to police headquarters. -You do, huh?
... tomorrow night at 7: 30.
Such a nice face too.
Should I hang it in the closet, Mr. Kaplan?
Couldn't he have taken an hour?
-Well, the bid is already up to 2250, sir. -I still say 1,500.
She's worth every dollar of it, take it from me.
And thank her for her superb performance as Mrs. Townsend.
Last call.
Just a second, you.
EVE: But not endanger you. VANDAMM: Ah, rubbish.
[SCREAMING]
-I won't say a word. -How come?
I asked the professor if I could see you again.
-And still do. VAN DAMM: Rubbish.
We'll find out as soon as we book you for being drunk and disorderly.
ROGER: Honest.
Well, one thing we know: You're no fake. You're a genuine idiot.
I'm sure Mr. Kaplan won't mind a few wrinkles.
I'm sorry, old man. Too bad. Keep trying.
Just a minute, please. Here.
Well, what I mean is, the moment I meet an attractive woman...
Now you know everything.
... that earlier today, Thornhill appeared at Glen Cove police court...
... he naturally had to drive as best he could under the, uh, circumstances.
They don't believe in marriage.
Well, we better get moving.
...but I'm afraid you have put her in an extremely dangerous situation.
You saw the newspapers. My fingerprints are on the knife...
VANDAMM: Are you sure? EVE: Mm-hm.