Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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