Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I lock up at 11:00 sharp.

Neville, I'm scared.

Brother, you got my word on that. I'm sorry I laid eyes on this thing.

With the limey to the South Seas Club.

You can take it from here. I'll tell you what.

Boy, I'll say. She folded like a kite when she hit the runway.

- Talk, dad, or get a facial. - Drop dead, you weasel.

is really pouring it on now. He's runnin' 3rd but he's movin'!

You knocked down half the castle to tell me about an engine?

Everything okay? We treatin' you good?

I'm scared enough as it is.

I see. At least I'm beginning to feel a bit better about the competition.

The maiden voyage. How'd she fly?

Does anyone know a Jenny Blake?

- Make her hot! - Hot and brakes.

Yeah okay, I'll tell him.

Clifford, I told him everything that happened and he believed it. Give the man his rocket.

He can be pretty thoughtless sometimes.

across the Rockies and finally to Los Angeles.

- 'cause you're next. - All right?

Yeah... Like in the comic books.

But when we got our hands on this next film, we realized the scope of their plan.

You gotta let me use it one more time.

You know, that was funny.

- Peev, clean that table off. - All right.

And then, smack!

i may not make an honest buck but I'm 100% american

- would that you'd drink of my lips... - Thanks.

But adding a rudder to the helmet... that was ingenious.

If she moves, kill her.

- I hope he's okay. - Where's Mr. Sinclair?

- Relax, Frankenstein. You ain't bullet proof. - Talk fast, Sinclair.

He pay you in dollars or Deutsche Marks?

Was that Wolinski?

- Yeah, so? - They killed him.

First show's at nine. Don't be late.

Let's go, Lenny. We can't get caught with...

Nazi spy ring, flying commandos, the works.

It's at the airfield, hangar 3. It's in some old plane.

♪ When they begin The beginning ♪

Pick her up. Come on, let's get out of here.

Not like this one you haven't. This one's a handful.

I don't know why the real pilots even let him fly.

What do you suppose it is, a bomb or somethin'?

Excuse me please!

How 'bout it, dad?

Oh, Jenny, I know that look all too well.

You gonna fly in the nationals after all?