Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

of their provincial and narrow-minded...
There you go, lovebirds.
and expect me to follow you to the ends of the Earth!
All the time! Me!
I can't swim!
who's hand in marriage I once had the honor of declining.
Quickly! Bring those guns out!
- Not late, am I? - No.
We shall receive a right royal welcome.
- What have you done to them? - You small-minded, petty, bourgeoise--
You'd be surprised.
- Hello. - Hello.
Of course.
and I'm delighted to say that I have no grasp of it whatsoever!
You haven't got a brother.
Stop!
Blast!
Nowhere to run to! Nowhere to hide for you, Baron!
Bye, body!
and who consequently come to a very sticky end.
The flag's still flying!
tickling her feet.
What are you doing?
Quickly!
Oh, please don't apologize, Mr. Salt. I'm sure you're doing your best...
Have you any famous last words?
Oh, brilliant. Oh, very good. Bravo!
If you are still interested in my head, it's yours.
They all remind you?
I've never before been in such a disastrous rout!
Stop it!
Could you make that four?
The name's Desmond, mate.
- Sir, I must assure you-- - Floozy!
Yes! I'm coming, Roger!
What are you looking at? Look down there!
Now you're lying!
Look! The town!
How are your legs?
Tell me!
- Simplicity is of the essence. - Sir.
Yes, why not?
and held me in high esteem.
Come on. Sit down.
I'll never eat fish again.
All right.
Thrown them out of the town.
Nothing ails me. Can you not see that I am at one with the cosmos?
Arrest them at once.
Gently this time.
That's it.
And though it seem a terrible shame
- She's having a fit! - Go away!
Is there a doctor in the fish?
sensible, civilized agreement...
Can't you let me die in peace once in a while?
Baron!
Characteristics that were to cost him dear.
RX Intercontinental...
We can fix the details later.
Agreed. Give me pen and ink, and I will write to the empress immediately.
No. The sultan's demands are still not sufficiently rational.
Uh, please. No, don't. Please.
And for another...
You're a harlot!
- We're not dead! - You have to accept it.
It's me! I'm your elephant of joy!
No place for three-legged cyclops...
It is so unmetaphysical. No! No, go away!
Now, Baron. Who created who?
Wait! Where are you going? Come back!
Multiwarheaded Nuclear Missile.
Where you--
Open the gates!
- I think. - I can't imagine why.
Yes.
- Dead! - They can't all have been killed!
"Great value for money." "Paris Echo."
I love these! I tickle you till dawn, darling.
- Hold tight. - I don't want to escape!
No, honestly! He is!
No.
Stop this travesty! Stop it!
It's important that you win
I order you to arrest that man at once!
I've got all the time in the universe! You hear that?
When the enemy is at the gate. Arrest him.
It's Berthold!
Boo!