Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Fallen off any chandeliers lately?
Spanish Johnny... he's checking on the diner where the flyers hang out.
I think you might be rather wonderful in the role.
The rocket will come to us.
What is it? What happened?
Don't worry, folks. It's all part of the show.
When something goes wrong, I should be the first one to know about it.
I've been meaning to ask you, what was it like...
I didn't want to ruin your evening.
The laundry chute! Get him! Get him!
It's your first time up, so don't do anything interesting.
Tell me that you're gettin' this.
This is your fault.
No guns!
Just like the last time when I flew the regionals.
No, I’ve been working all day
- That's fresh paint, damn it! - Do you want me to crash?
- Is it your boyfriend? - I'm sorry, Neville.
Mr. Bigelow, FBI. We'd like a word with you.
this particular vacuum cleaner will not fall into the wrong hands.
Oh, Jen, you know Cagney's better.
All right, Stevie. Make me a Bromo, will you?
- I told you once, I don't know where the hell he is. - Yeah?
Murdered?
How 'bout those pies? They look good, huh, boys?
- Bull's-eye, ace. - I'm sorry, Jenny.
I want you to stop treating me like... like a stranger.
When you Son is in the Rocket Club!
Like where? The Copa? The Brown Derby?
It's all part of the show.
Remember, she stalls out at about 100.
And I don't work for no two-bit Nazi.
Don't interrupt his meal.
Oh, nooo!
- Boys, been a pleasure. - I'll call from the club.
DON'T WORRY FOLKS IT'S ALL PART OF THE SHOW
Think never Think never
No, I'm not jealous! Listen, Jenny, Bigelow's been murdered.
doubly-charmed.
My boys'll get the truth out of her in two minutes.
And now, back to our program of dance band favourites.
Cheer up, Eddie. You're about to make yourself a fortune.
I've got a lovely bouquet of flowers here for Jenny.
It was very silly.
Desperately.
The combustion chamber would overheat and explode.
.
You said that to Greta Garbo...
I think we're gonna need a helmet.
Uh-uh-uh. It's my turn to pick.
Thank you. It's very thoughtful of you. You'd rather make a fool of me?
I can't get a clean shot. I wish that black-and-white would get out of the way.
Tip her over. Tip her over.
That thing'll cut you in half.
- How do I look? - Like a hood ornament.
- Let's make some history. - Yeah.
Secord! Oh, yeah, I know him.
than get all sweaty about whose fault it was.
Runs on alcohol.
Happy Valentine's Day.
- Hello. - Hi.
Peevy, I have flown a plane or two in my life, you know.
We thought old Cliffie's number was up, what with the fire and all.
- Get the gun! - I got it, I got it!
- You tell him, Eddie. - Shut up!
Hey.
How about a warm-up, Malcolm?
You'll triple my price.
Didn't he move to Cincinnati?
Moonlight on Broadway. Carole Lombard.
I told you I should have tested it myself.