Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- [ Bullets Clatter ] - Now sit down.

Be careful, Adam. He's already killed three men.

P.S. Your dentist called yesterday. Your appointment has been changed."

Because I don't love him. And he obviously doesn't love me.

It’s like drinking coffee through a veil.

I think I prefer it this way.

- What are you talking about? - First her husband, now her.

- No, I didn't. - It’s done in America all the time.

the man who was in your room a few minutes ago.

I'm not through complaining yet.

- Does the name Tex Penthollow mean anything to you? - No.

Mr. Bartholomew, what is all this about?

♪ I always will ♪

Hey, you know, this thing is still damp.

I'm afraid it's very important.

If the police find him first, they're not going to turn over that quarter of a million to us.

Besides yourself, who is his nearest relative?

Is that why you dragged me all the way up here? To ask me that?

I'm just as difficult to Iive with as he was.

[ Chuckles ] Yeah, sure I am, kid.

Not a very large turnout, is it?

I stuck it together again.

- And you, Mrs. Lampert? - I was, too.

Someone has to do it, Mrs. Lampert.

Somebody threw him off a train.

Ecoutez-moi bien. Les règles du jeu sont très simple.

- What? From Charles? - Ηe's the only husband I have.

Peter, are you all right?

we could have done somethin' to keep him busy.

[ Train Whistle Blows ]

I don't want to kill you, but I will.

Now, please help us, Mrs. Lampert.

I'm sorry. I don't know anything about stamps.

Because I already know an awful lot of people.

without a care in the world?

- I think Tex did it. - Oh.

You'd like her. She'd like you, too. Come on, give me those stamps.

You can't even be honest about being dishonest.

- Ηe wants it all. That means we're in his way, too. - That's right.

We, of course, knew him by his real name -

Mrs. Lampert, would you look at that photograph and tell me if you recognize anyone?

Oh, you're a nut. [ Groans ]

Well, it sounds right. You going to call me?

- Is Dyle with you? - Who?

In 1894, the owner was murdered by a rival collector...

- [ Knock On Door ] - Entrez.

Take the next car, please.

Viens, Jean-Louis. Let us make a walk. I've never seen a Rothschild before.

Ηmm. Well, if anyone goes on the critical list, let me know.

- Well, would you like to see where I was tattooed? - Yes.

- It belongs to me, Miz Lampert, and you're gonna get it for me... - [ Gasps ]

They think I have a quarter of a million dollars that belongs to them.

- Mr. Cruikshank, a Miss Lamp - - Mrs.

Now you've got another job, so stop grumbling and start looking.

You block-headed jackass!

And don't forget these.

I can’t stand these things It’s like drinking coffee through a veil

Now hold it. I've waited long enough. What happened back there?

Well, if I'm going to die, I might as well do it for my country.

[ Door Closes ]

- You're a fat lot of help. - That's right.

The $250,000 Charles Voss received from the auction.

Dry cleaning-wise, things are all fouled up.

Oh, I want to believe you, Peter -

I don't believe it.

I'm leaving Paris tonight.

It doesn't sound like the sort of thing a young woman can handle by herself.

- Why? Do you think we're going to? - I don't know. Ηow would I know?

but H.Q. asked us to use the plant here in the building to ease the gold outflow.

We're anxious to know who this man is - the one calling himself Dyle.

You'd better take the boy out in the hall.

- [ Sighs ] - [ Coin Drops ]

dig it up and split it five ways.

Didn't Charles have any friends?

All right, Mrs. Voss.

Nevertheless, Mrs. Lampert, you've got it.

Any morning now you could wake up dead, Mrs. Lampert.

don't you think you could pretend just for a moment that I'm a woman?

Serves me right if I get stuck with that one.

- Eh - Why don't you shut up? - Well!

One day you meet an Indian. You say...

[ Phone Ringing ]

- [ Grunting Stops ] - [ Blows Stop ]

No. Swing down from there on a rope to save the woman you love.

- Stop that, please! - Don't make too much noise, Miz Lampert.

Or a certified check, safe-deposit key, baggage claim.

Yeah, I have. Why?

Well, Ηerman, I see you had a happy landing.