Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They're beautiful.
Hey, Sinclair...
Maybe not. Look!
It doesn't matter where he got it from.
Hey, Peev?
It's Neville Sinclair.
She might be the one who knows where this guy is who found our package, all right.
Hey ladies in waiting? We're waiting! Let's go.
Oh, no!
Hey, we'd better scram if we're gonna catch this Cagney movie.
get this, fellas, at the end of the movie...
- It's the flying man. - It's the Rocketeer.
True. I'd hate to stain my legend on a villain such as you.
Taxi!
They're working for a Nazi agent,
moments after the daring rescue and has yet to step forward and identify himself.
It's the feds!
Not just 10 bucks a show but enough to get us back on our feet and into the nationals.
Wilmer's wrapped up like a mummy in County General.
What's a movie star need a rocket for anyway?
Somebody call the nurse! Charlie's been stabbed!
What are they doin' to you?
TODAY EUROPE, TOMORROW THE WORLD
So what? That's her work. She don't care about them phoney-baloneys. She cares about you.
Clifford, take a look at this here. Here, look.
Thanks, Cliff.
How 'bout some background on the flyin' man?
That's not the point. It's just...
- Where's what? - The rocket.
All Part of the Show
"So Act... But Don't Act Like You're Acting. Get It?" Good Advice!
That dame... happens to be Secord's girlfriend.
We lost it.
Jump for it, Clifford!
he is not massing troops at the Czech border.
Why, that must've woke up the whole valley.
- Uh, yeah. I'll be home soon, honey. - Who is this?
Hello?
Jenny, prepare yourself for a shock.
♪ When you're alone ♪
Millie?
.
- Neville. - Tonight then.
Hit it! Hit it!
He's gonna walk into the hospital with a smile on his face and a handful of posies.
I don't want you to be sorry, Cliff.
I reworked the throttle, so just squeeze her like a gas pedal.
Flag that biplane down now!
- Shoot him! - No!
Yeah, well that's good 'cause I got a club to repair and an ulcer to plug.
- Will you just listen to me for a minute. - You're jealous. You found out that I was here with Neville...
Don't threaten me Eddie. Just do your job.
I don't know, Peev.
I'm as much a victim as you are.
Hey, this ain't a negotiation. Those guys are playing for keeps.
- Oh, is that right? - That's right.
Jenny, you okay?
You don't have to, son. He saw the look on your face.
My God! Neville Sinclair is a...
Let's get outta here!
Peevy, the FBI's gonna lock us up.
- Hey Charlie, get off the phone! - You heard me... a flying man!
My pilot is the finest in Germany.
I have to.
Keep your eyes open for this dame.
Here's Mr. Ketchup Bottle!
What he means is a piece of the world!