Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

#Laura's Mercedes
...that our little treasure here has a bellyful of microfilm?
But first, a libation.
Yes, sir. Right this way.
Where did he go?
There's still too much we don't know about his organization.
VAN DAM M: About ten minutes, huh? LEONARD: At the most.
Good luck. No conversation. Just leave.
ROGER: Uh, give me a bedroom on the 20th Century, please.
Kaplan, who was removed to the Rapid City Hospital in critical condition...
Oh, yes.
Bigelow at 10: 30 is your first tomorrow, the Skin Glow rehearsal at noon...
-Better that way. -Yeah, much.
Please start the bidding.
Tell me, what's Vandamm up to?
[CROWD LAUGHING]
I'm a big girl.
Well, whose side are you on?
[GRUNTS]
Here's your man, doctor.
It seems you fellows could stand less training from the FBI...
-What are you talking about? -Let's go.
Wait a minute, I'll find out.
Take the Greyhound bus that leaves Chicago...
Eleven once. Who'll say 12?
I mean, uh, couldn't we stop off at a drugstore for a moment...
... while I located him for you and brought him to you?
I'll have had two martinis at the Oak Bar, so she needn't bother to sniff my breath.
Does anyone mind if I sit down? I've been running all day.
LESTER: Give Mr. Kaplan a drink, Leonard.
I don't deduce, I observe.
Nevertheless, we are pleased to find you in.
-About the plane, you mean? -Of course.
My blessings on you both.
CONDUCTOR: All aboard!
PROFESSOR: Mr. Thornhill?
-You think so? -I wouldn't say it if I didn't.
Are you supposed to be meeting someone here?
Oh, yes. Send her a box of candy from Blum's, $10. You know the kind.
LEONARD: There isn't time.
ROGER: I'm not Kaplan. -I do wish you'd reconsider.
Tell me, why are you so good to me?
Sit down.
What possessed you to come blundering in here like this?
-Mr. Thornycroft? -Thornhill.
LESTER: Look after them. I'll be with you in a few minutes.
I never discuss love on an empty stomach.
-Who are you? -State police.
-Next? -Gretchen Sabinson.
About Mr. Thornhill.
MAN: We met only last night, and still you do not recognize my voice.
I'm an industrial designer.
I never had a moment to thank you properly.
VANDAMM: You always were a spoilsport, weren't you?
I found it in her luggage.
Our non-existent decoy, George Kaplan, created to divert suspicion...
ROGER: How disgusting.
She's going off with Vandamm tonight on the plane.
Airport? I don't wanna be taken to an airport.
[SCREAMING]
-We're back to that one, are we? -Hello? Operator?
[DOOR UNLOCKING]
...and never come back...
Townsend, you're making a serious mistake.
LEONARD: One of my most valuable attributes as it now turns out.
I told you, I'm not Kaplan, whoever he is.
Could you send it for me if I write it out for you?
Thank you, sir.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
I don’t like the way Teddy Roosevelt is looking at me
My wife has been dead for many years.
Put on that innocent look you do so well and go to the desk and get the key to 796.
-Pull harder. -Come along, Mrs. Thornhill.
That's right. Are we neighbors?
-What's your name? -Elsie, sir.
Like our friends, I too believe in neatness, Leonard.
I haven't made my mind up yet.
[CROWD SHOUTING]
He's at Window 15, upper level. Hurry.
WOMAN: That call was made from the lobby, sir.
-I have 1750. MAN 3: Two thousand dollars.
-Hot day. -Seen worse.
I ought to know more about you.
Is that a proposition?
-The meeting with Kaplan? -Uh-huh.
... and how you've come by this information.
[GASPS]
A message from the lady in 3901.