Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That Italian import out there.
- Is it working good? - I'm the one who has to drive it.
- This is business. - Has it got a sister?
- So what? - So...
- Doesn't that make sense? - No.
- D'Alessandro. "Dallas" is easier. - Thank you.
I don't trust you.
- Port! - Port.
Didn't you hear it over the radio?
You managed. What do you want?
Hey! Get them, boys!
Why?
- Have you never been kissed before? - Of course I have.
"that I'll never forget them, that I love them. Dallas."
All right, Papa.
That's fine. Try.
I'm liable to like it too much.
One girl for the two of you?
Someday, Pockets, I'm gonna wring your neck!
It's not...
There are lots of monkeys in that tree.
Kurt, can you hear me?
Come and get it!
I took the chance and the Indian was the one that got hurt.
You think this'll work?
Hang on to him!
- What happened? - She was a wild one, a real rogue.
Now, you stop squawking.
He walked away from it.
The rhino got the Indian. Swing around.
Start out easy.
yes, bwana, yes
Come, baby. Come!
What business is it of yours?
Yeah, then some day you'll find somebody with butter.
- What? - Go on, tell him.
Would you like to shoot against him?
He's hungry, that's why he isn't afraid.
- It's too bad you didn't see it. - Tell me!
Listen, "840 feet of three-eighths nylon rope,
The one you said made him burn his fingers.
Yes, bwana! Yes!
Have you fellows any idea what Pockets is doing in the workshop?
I beg your pardon.
I was talking to Saidi. He saw leopard tracks by the river.
Well, it looks like you're going to work.
Well, think of something!
- Is something wrong? - Yeah.
And you can't walk the floor with him, either!
Kurt, we'll take this one.
A girl doesn't cry about nothing. It must be something.
- Sure. - Could you tell headquarters
- Jambo, Arga! - Jambo!
Okay, we'll be waiting for you.
There's something about this girl. I...
- Oh, a scratch! - Scratch or scrotch, it hurts.
Bwana, you remember Mama, don't you?
Next time you write to a photographer, check what the initials mean.
I was all right until you came in.
You should have won. That crash... Too bad.
Oh, no! Three!
Get the roof fixed!
I was afraid you were going to have to shoot him.
don't let her on a plane, she robbed the Bank of England.
My favourite subject?
- What? - Me.
Pockets, tell Sean he's looking the wrong way.
Let's break out the beer.
Dallas, this is Pockets.
At about 11 o'clock,
Take care of an amateur?
Let's try a different way.
- Big? - You know the boys.
First, it was that Belgian kid.
Well, boys. Let's unload the goats.
I was thinking
So I think I'll just sit for a while.
Okay, Chip? Okay?
My leg's hurt.
She has packed her bags and departed from our midst.
You might not think so, but I had a great day.
It's good!
Thank you!
Was he nice to you?
That Frenchman doesn't look at her like she's a schoolgirl.
- Wait a minute, stop! Sean! - Any luck?
Now shoot what's left of 'em.
We've been doing this since she's been this high.
Drop that thing off of there!
Pockets! Do something, Sean!
Just don't start climbing the walls.
They hire another tribe to do the work.