Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I only cut the price when I find the fantasies particularly intriguing...
[ Benson ] One of those should lead to the other side.
A husband with complete control of his wife's money--
What do you mean? Well--
[ Growls ]
That is, if you're really sure you want to find your way back to civilization...
I never thought of it as revenge, Margo.
Wasn't I?
Well, um, I think probably we should-- we should go.
Hey! Hey! Are you trying to get yourself killed?
Suddenly,
- How long have you been here? - Two years, maybe three.
just yet.
Trust me, everything is ready for you.
Mr. Roarke has a rather warped sense of humor.
Seeing you all dressed up for him.
I did all the posters for the school play last Christmas.
But in the end, you break 'em.
you Americans-- you American ladies--
Grant!
four years ago.
Now, go home. Go home to your kids and give them all a big kiss from me, will you?
Hey, I was only trying to protect my man.
There will be no car to take you back to the house until I give the word.
she'll be torn between you and the only mother she knows.
But, you know, we are such stuff...
No. Please. Please.
Some of the time.
What happened to Hota?
Yes, a shower would be nice. Oh. Ah, Tattoo.
Welcome back, Mr. Charles.
What do they have to fight about?
They must love you very much.
but under more natural, more... primitive conditions.
The plane! The plane!
Sometimes when I hear a marvelous pianist playing,
[ Man's Voice, Whispering ] Janet.
You have your whole future together ahead of you now.
And I didn't imagine all those other things!
[ Panting ]
We have nothing to be blamed for this time.
She'll sleep now, and when she wakes up,
and Janet's husband.
It's happening! Everything's happening all over again!
Your fantasy is over, Benson.
have a nice weekend.
she'll be so much happier.
Thank you.
That's life, Mr. Benson.
Re-creating the whole thing...
Now, you go back to bed. I'll bring it to you. Okay?
Look, take me back to the lagoon, to Roarke's main house.
You can't leave me here, please!
We're very happy, sir, to do anything to help Mrs. Fleming.
She's killed Mr. Charles!
I'm gonna tell her. You can't.
Benson?
I know it must be difficult for you, having to live through it all again.
[ Snoring ]
She probably got paid for giving me away.
[ Zipper Unzipping ]
If I come up with a big pearl, he give me some rum, and we have a party.
It's the only way I could think of to get you here.
Oh! Oh! Oh, no!
But you can bet I'll find out which one is our daughter.
Including the fact that you left your wife alone four years ago...
Thank you for a very... interesting experience...
if she knows that her parents are decent people...
She's drowned herself. Show me what you thought you saw.
I know we agreed to that before we came, but, uh,
Oh, why not? They pay a lot of money for a weekend visit.
What did you do to her? What did he do? Tell me. No!
Wait! Where are you going? You can't leave me here!
Girls? Girls, wait a moment, please.
Sorry. I'm afraid I've decided it would be better if you didn't know.