Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Knock it off, you licknuts.

[Charlotte, boozy] So, breadfruit... What's that about?

Because it's broken-down old horse meat!

Well?! Even if it was, which it wasn't,

You copy the map, we'll clean up all the mess!

Gottverdammt, woman!

and see what we can find out about this gold non-monkey.

- What're we talking about? - Why you're not a dog.

- that was a terrible idea! - No, it wasn't!

And if ifs and buts were candy and nuts,

Because we don't have all night!

Aw, man... Okay, here it goes...

maybe it was a little ahead of its time, but...

My government will pay one hundred thousand Reichsmarks

it doesn't mean people wanna eat it.

[gasps] Fourteen goddamn dollars?!

We want her to entertain the kraut for an hour or so.

[long, weary sigh]

- That's your number one concern? - I haven't ranked them!

Well, I'm sure they'd like to lease an airfield on the island,

Come on, out the back!

- How old's he? - What, 40?

- Maybe we should let her sleep. - She's fine. Get out!

- Giant lizards I wouldn't have had to deal with... - You call that dealing with?!