Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Be at the airport in one hour, and I'll send a plane down from Miami.

Oscar, I'm really scared.

Howlitt Report. Must be something pretty important.

The plane leaves in an hour. Um, course, I could have Helen come up.

You're among friends now.

Clouds came in and I ended up spending most of my time in my room.

I'd swear I were talking to Jaime Sommers.

I'm looking for him, baby doll.

Have you got any clues at all?

Well, I have some news for you. This isn't the most, uh,

(BlONlC POWERS ACTlVATlNG)

(GREETlNG lN SPANlSH)

What brings you to Washington? Not that I mind.

All you have to do is nick him,

Okay, well, you tell the Secretary he's very welcome

Who? I don't know. Two men.

Now this is your last chance to cooperate.

Be advised that a limousine is waiting.

All right, Lisa, how did you do it?

Yeah, sure. Where is he?

Oh, wish you were the real thing.

You ain't just whistling Dixie, honey.

Maybe you dropped it when you and Helen went shopping for your swimsuit.

I got your looks, but I sure don't have your moves.

I think it's important. How's it going in Nassau?

The accent's good. Now try it again, but without that cigarette.

Hey, listen, stop talking like Jaime Sommers.

So what'll it be?

So you came here.

About five minutes. If we push it, we can make it in four.

What about the license number?

Besides, isn't the real Jaime Sommers at the bottom of the deep blue sea? Hmm?

it could blow our negotiating position sky high.

Let go of me. I gotta get in.