Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Hi, babe. - Bill. How did you get here?
I got it. I got it.
Spence.
Don't mention it again. Okay, fine.
You've got 24 hours to deliver one million dollars.
Angry? Heck, no. I got me a movie star for a girlfriend.
Give me a piece of the action.
Mr. Roarke, when do you think my fantasy can begin?
Scene 48, take seven.
Good-bye, Mr. Roarke. Good-bye, Mrs. MacLean.
[ Both Scream ]
It's so cold out here, those butterflies in my stomach have ice on their wings.
Yeah, so long.
You don't mind, do you? Miss Russell,
Ready.
We need some fire, electricity. Whoa!
I'm afraid you're going to have to get yourself another girl, Mr. Gantman.
He's my favorite movie star.
What about the gate? [ Spider ] Wired.
That sounds like a good idea. Spence? I think I'll pass, hon.
Good boy. How did you like his trick, boss?
Dinner. All right?
Nobody likes a fat movie star.
- Am I too late for a tour of the island? - Not at all, Mr. Prentiss.
Come on. Take it easy. It's me! It's Spence!
Open the door! Open the door!
Now, wait-- Come on, Spence.
with a little luck, early-- we'll schedule part of your portrait session.
And you're due in front of the camera in one hour.
I was only kiddin'.
As you can see, he digs flowers. Oh, sorry.
Bill, you can't believe how much my life has changed. Smile, baby.
No sweat. He won't hear a thing.
Yes, we should be going too. Tattoo. Will you excuse us?
- Oh. - Well, almost from the beginning.
You see? The ace of spades.
I only use them for reading. Driving's never been a problem.
they made a pact never to try to contact each other again...
How so, Mr. Roarke? Uh, may I?
Right there.
Later. Right now, you have to get ready for the party.
the best wheelman in the business.
your fantasy was to have your old gang reunited...