Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look at that!
Bay Area now
What was that?
...one doesn't dance. And I love to dance.
All you have to do is throw this switch, it homes in on the loudest engine noise.
Of course I'll keep it to myself.
- Eventually. - Then you're wasting your time!
Your Highness.
Hey, Professor!
May I have the honor of this dance?
Okay, Professor.
But you, on the other hand, claim full knowledge of the auto and its workings.
Where is your competitor, this Professor Fate?
You understand every second counts.
...let's discuss it, shall we?
I'm here. In here.
I got to present you with this here key to the city!
Now, at approximately the 50 mile mark, car number 3, it loses its transmission.
- Now look what you've done. - Me?
...of the Leslie Special in this newspaper.
You've been told. You're under arrest.
More pies! More pies!
Now, young lady, who are you?
Get the car!
Push the button, Max!
What was that?
Let me give you a hand with it.
Out! And stay out! A pox on you!
Max!
- I've got it. - What is it?
Welcome to Boracho.
Will you release Miss Dubois and the others?
You mean amazing because I'm a woman.
Okay, just sign on the line.
I wish to see Professor Fate. I'm a reporter. For The Sentinel.
- Good morning. - Good morning.
...swoops down from the sky, snares the professor...
That's a pity.
Frisbee!
I can speak, read and write Russian, French and Arabic.
We're saved. We're saved!
Henry, if you can't be more gracious, shut up!
- You don't believe me? - I do not.
- Hezekiah. - What?
You can't treat me that way! I'll expose you!
...and chewing broken glass, eating fire.
Necktie? Well, what kind of cheap present is that?
There will be no lollygagging in this hallway.
"Have crossed Carpanian border.
No!
- Mr. Partner. - Yes.
I can't stand it, I'm freezing to death.
- I might consider an apology. - An apology?
- Good evening, Your Highness. - Rolfe, you rogue, where have you been?
Leave it? Can't leave it for Leslie.
Your highness, may I present the Great Leslie.
Get away from there.
Now, let's see.
...so why can't we settle this whole thing underneath the blanket?
Any man who has the arrogance to consider himself better than a woman.
...ever attempted by the greatest daredevil in the world.
Unhand me! You blackguards, scoundrels! Unhand me!
Before this iceberg melts and we drown like rats, we're going to do plenty.
I think I better go and fix the car.
There isn't anything men and women can't discuss when civilized and mature.
I'm sorry, dear.
Gentlemen don't.
Away.
Your interpretation of bringing sex out into the open and mine are two different things.
He stays in the pokey until I'm safely in Paris.
I'll emancipate them from the drudgery of being servants or saints.
And I am an emancipated man.
And when you reach Grommett you'll send for gasoline?
Professor Fate destroyed all the gasoline, Grommett is a matter of necessity.
I think I'm supposed to go to India, after I assume the throne...
Try it once more.
Oh, no, not Leslie. Never Leslie.
And lie on nails!
Ahoy, iceberg.
- I never saw a car like that in my life. - You never will again either.
We save 15 miles by following the tracks, Max.
I won't win any way but my way. You ruined my reputation!
And...
I think I'll just take a little stroll around the palace.
I'm simply Leslie and I'm at your service.
You must look exactly like the prince.
Fiddle-de-dee! I don't much like the way you're celebrating.
Double-crossing females!
We're safe up here.
Hello.
Take us down.