Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A friend left them to me.
I told you to look out for my stuff.
BOY: No mama! No papa! No whiskey soda!
It's a school for taipans.
Come on!
SOLDlER: Name? -George Flynn.
You've got nice manners. I appreciate that.
-American boy? -English.
No, I mean after the war.
Mr. Maxton.
Let's leave the boy alone.
That's what l'm going to call our little outfit.
JlM: Basie.
Let's say you need three diamonds.
MAN 2: They cut our rations in half!
She thought she was dying in England.
The Japanese, four years. Nothing.
I double my bet. My next two meals.
MAN 3: Keep going, sarge!
Help me! Help me!
Luckier than him.
I thought it was Mrs. Victor's soul going to heaven.
English boy.
With love grown--
The war minister and others committed suicide outside the palace.
You pragmatist.
"I surrender. I surrender. l surrender."
Where's my mother and father?
I am a British doctor. They are my responsibility!
JlM: Come on. -No!
-You'll lose a lot of weight. -What else you betting?
You'll be blackballed by the country club, Jim.
[SPEAKS IN LATIN]
Are you with the American fleet?
Think of it as the antidote.
FATHER: Jamie!
[GASPS]
No.
I didn't mean it. lt was a joke.
MAN [ON RADlO]: Surrender reached the Japanese in a broadcast by Hirohito.
But Japan's war was lost. Her goal to create...
I wasn't able to sell any goddamn portholes.
The Super fortress. A hemisphere defense weapon.
Lockwood's invited a Chink.
-...and crystal chandeliers. -Crystal chandeliers?
-Don't look back. -Thanks.
Kid, you all right?
As a conjurer?
...a new empire incinerated in a flash...