Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The waves! You've stabbed my vitals!
the licensing of this theatre.
What are you blind?
- All the enemy? - Aye. All of them.
Not the folly of fantasists like you who don't live in the real world...
This theatre's closed. I want you and your company out of the city.
Come out. Come out of there.
Get that powder under cover!
No, thanks. It's okay! I don't need him!
A modicum of snuff can be most efficacious.
He looks dead to me.
Some bits here, some bits there. I have a plan!
We have no more of that, piccolo Casanova.
I have been composing a short opera.
lived happily ever after.
- Don't know. - I though he was with you.
Baron! Berthold!
The real one!
How many people have perished in your logical little war?
somewhere in the South Seas.
Oh, no, sir! No! No, sir. Please!
He's gone funny.
After my--
Oh, no!
- Excuse me-- - Put him down, you brute!
I am the cause of this siege.
Well, we shall see about that, huh?
you don't have to see one single one of them die.
Do I hear the baron?
It's an insult! An indignity!
I am the Baron Munchausen, and I won't be made a fool of!
What's that noise?
Oh, you'll love it. It's a comedy.
- Where are we going? - To the moon.
Right-o.
while their bodies engage in more...
Is he still here? Will you get rid of him, for goodness sake!
Quite wrong!
Adolphus! Gustavus!
But not Baron Munchausen!
But you don't say anything! Why you don't say anything?
Can I help you tiny mortals?
My friends and I are looking for three men:
But why? Why?
I just created spring.
Cut off in my prime
I am omnipotent!
the whole truth and nothing but the truth.
- What? - There's a bottle beside him.
within the hour, a bottle of Tokay far superior to this...
You told me size don't make a difference!
We're going down!
- Is this supposed to happen? - The sultan bade me to accompany him..
I have learned from experience...
execute.
But he is Baron Munchausen!
The alpha and the omega of my existence.
- You hear me? - I insist that the lady is blameless.
And if you succeed...
Baron!
Nothing to do with your acting.
A torturer's apprentice went his merry way to work one day
Thanks to you, we're to be thrown to the Turks!
You toddled off with that old queen of tarts...
Time's nearly up, I think.
- Come out of there! - Ow! Stop that!
- It's all your fault! - Where are we?
Mayday!
Answer me!
- Hope he hasn't been at it. - So do I.
We're here!
My wife.
And nothing else
Open the gates
He can't be dead!
I think there is a volcano on it.
- This way! - Anyone who opens those gates...
Well, if he's not here in three and a half minutes...