Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Excuse me!
Stop it!
- No. - Ah! Interesting place.
I haven't got the treasure anymore! I spent it!
We are supposed to be professionals!
- You'd be unfriendly if I prodded you. - Who are you?
Surely this time there
Climb aboard. Give me your hand.
thousands of miles away from the battlefield...
What's the wind speed, Gus?
and could never resist a wager.
It's Berthold!
and the other.
- Heaven. - Hell!
Certainly fallen prey to delusions of grandeur.
that a modicum of snuff can be most efficacious.
I'm sure you'll be very uncomfortable.
- Give me bacio, baby! - Yes, but eat first, darling!
I hope you'll be very comfortable. Ciao.
Perhaps you would care for a little light entertainment while you wait.
Climb into my hair.
Keep up! Steady as you go.
And sin
- What have you done to the baron? - You want the baron?
I cut it from the top.
I am, alas, unable to offer you so splendid a gift.
It was her!
My hand!
The moon is a very insignificant part of my domain now.
I still can't swim.
This lot expect them every century.
Berthold!
Do you know where the rest of the gang are?
Darling. Take me with you.
- This way! - Careful!
are my giant employees--
Oh, my goodness!
Because I'm tired of the world.
I'm just on the cusp between Romeo and King Lear.
Jealous! I'm not jealous!
- Shut up! - But he is!
- You incompetent imbecile! - It wasn't me!
He really did! And he flew miles up into the sky!
Perhaps fate wishes me...
This is all your fault!
Then you just tell me why it says, "Henry Salt and Son."
I can dance.
- Ungrateful mortal! - Please don't!
The king and queen are charming.
Open the gates, dear friends...
Hey! Tickley! Tickley!
Keep--
Oh, you missed me!
Here we go.
Sally, you can dance, can't you?
in very trying circumstances.
I can't remember.
You really are Baron Munchausen.
- That's not enough! - That's what I got to offer!
It's the demon of the deep!
No doctors.
Those leg irons are to slow you down. Stop you tearing off all over the place.
the little girl because you're my favorite.
- We surrendered last time. - So?
Where are you going?
All right. You take the baron.
to be winning the war and saving the city.
- Albrecht! - I don't believe it!
with the petit fours.
Stop it!
I can't keep this up forever!
What's happening? You've got old again.
even the magnificent Catherine the Great of Russia...
- You? - Certainly not!