Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...on the fact that you chose the wrong automobile.
It is indeed. It's probably from San Francisco or Seattle.
As you know, I've steadfastly maintained...
Thirty-seven inches to go.
We want jobs. We want jobs.
A beautiful machine.
No, I mean really cover it. From start to finish, mile by mile.
Hezekiah, see what's wrong with her car.
India, isn't that where they have those Hindu persons walking on hot coals?
- Push the button, Max. - Are you sure this is such a good idea?
The automobile represents progress, in the most profound sense of the word.
Since there hasn't been report Professor Fate has crossed your border...
You are the most unreasonable, inconsistent female...
Up, you idiot, up!
Max!
Music, somebody! Start the music!
Your Highness, remember one slip and you're dead.
And because I consider myself sexually free and morally emancipated...
Hey, boss!
He has only to answer a few simple questions.
- Gasoline consigned to M. Dubois. - What?
It's as simple as that.
Down, you idiot!
...to study the Kwakiutl Indians.
...an uncanny resemblance to someone we both know.
Oh, the smoke!
We look forward to celebrating and the hospitality of your community.
Does your wife wear silk stockings?
I'll do it.
"Sentinel car takes lead approximately 600 miles west of Chicago."
- Lily's his girl. - Terrific!
Max!
The coronation must take place without delay.
But I think she's a spy for Professor Fate.
- You sure you tested the mechanism? - It can't miss.
Pulling it out by the roots. I warned you.
And where are you going now?
The back is full. I'll put the rest of the gas in the seat.
- I am invincible! - We won!
The gas is yours if you take me to the West Coast.
Golly!
Honey, your smile is downright painful!
"Sweet land of liberty of thee I sing"
- Up periscope! - Up periscope!
...where I could have caught a train, it never would have happened.
You're assuming again. En garde.
Well, it's a young lady, sir.
Man the helm!
Good night, Mumsey.
...an uncompromising position about women's rights and the equality of sexes.
May I propose a toast?
The madman. Did you see him trying to pull my beard out by the roots?
Don't smoke?
veni escaped,and is terrorizing the village
Shut up, Professor.
Attach the hooks.
Hold it.
No, you may not ask how, but I'll finish. I may not still be an official entry...
There are things that should remain implicit between men and women.
I'm terribly sorry. I thought you were Maximillian.
- I got the extinguisher! - Get the extinguisher!
The Magnificent Professor Fate.
Since it is my job as a reporter to be there when the first car crosses the finish line...
A secret? I love secrets.
...from Happy Acres, I am in charge here.
It takes so long to get from one place to another.
You are trying my patience, madam.
Personally, I prefer a man's weapon. How are you with a saber?
It's a contest, and he's using weapons that have toppled everything...
Any woman who has the unmitigated arrogance to consider herself man's equal.
All right now, everybody stand back and give a man some fighting room.
Well.
That's it. On the lake. Come on, we'll save the professor.
Sorry, sir.