Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Copy out from here.
despite the failure of its main objective.
You could drag me.
I swear on your ring, Marge, I'm never going back.
of Dickie's income from his trust into your name.
[ Italian ]
I'll go.
[Piano]
I would-- I would really appreciate it...
Marvelous That's what I say.
Oh, God. Never. Never.
From the silence
The most important question is, was I fat? Because I don’t think I was.
Especially you.
You'll make yourself a fortune.
My scooter. I fell off getting chased by photographers.
He would get so crazy if anybody would contradict him.
- How was it ? - It was good.
May I be the only one
Is he really not here ?
Dickie Greenleaf is staying in San Remo.
the day before he disappeared.
Trying to shrug off the dress.
to Marge, to the police or anybody.
My funny Valentine
Well, you know that. You know that.
- Hardly. - Hmm.
And the next thing I know, he's launched himself at me.
- Marge ! - I know ! No !
I mean, hey, if I'm late, think what her husband's saying.
God, unless he meant us to meet.
[ Both Speaking Italian ]
I just-- [ Sobs ]
[ Dickie ] Come on, Freddie.
Freddie ?
Got to be a little insane, doesn't he ?
- But why it couldn't have waited. I-- - Errand number one.:
[Screaming in italian] [Screaming in italian]
Okay, do an impression.
- The whole town comes out-- - I donít think so.
I've thought about you...
The police think that's a clear indication...
He's wonderful. Have you met him ?
the brother I never had.
-[Ends] - Ugh.
Marge.. you like everybody.
By the way, um, officially there are no Italian homosexuals.
[Freddie] Tommy.
Sorry.
Thirty-one people.
[ Italian ]
Doesn't every parent deserve a grandchild ?
- As in-- - As in the textile Logues.
You make me smile
Um--
[Door Opens, Closes]
No ! Actually-- Actually, no.
Hey, hey, Signor Greenleaf !
- With Freddie Miles. - How did you know that ?
Look, Tom, we got to go to a club and meet some friends of Freddieís.
- [ Screaming ] - Stop it ! Stop !
Come on. Let's go back in.
- Herbert ? - Yes, yes. I very much hope so.
I can afford it because it's damp and... falling down.
I was rather looking forward to rowing you around.
I'd be brave, and hereís the song I'd bring to her
Itís just been too hot.
- Here, Signor Ripley. - Okay.
[ Shouting in Italian ]
that you have to go into a cocoon, uh, before you can be a butterfly.
Can't blame him.
Stop it ! Somebody ! Somebody ! Stop it !
Freddie. Freddie Miles.
I feel like I spoke and he heard you.
Nothing.
- Instead, I make boats. - Stop !
It's like Marge is here right now. I look at you,
I think I'm going back to Mongi. I think Dickie's coming home.
You can't be angry with her.
You said to make sure you didn't miss the train. Leaves at 8:00.
[ Continues ]
I knew it ! I knew it.
was that Signor Miles was killed not later than 7:00 yesterday evening.
Not if you care
johnny how's the frowning?
- I went to bed. - [ Italian ]
Not Dickie. Your signature.
What about us ?
Signor Greenleaf, Signor Ripley's not there.
Few places. That's a few jobs.
- What ? - At Christmas. To Cortina.
-It's vile. -Yes, it's vile. You don't have to come.
Look, they don't even know I'm in Rome, and I'm not gonna incriminate Dickie.
Good. Now you can learn French for a reason. Good. Now you can learn FRENCH for a Reason.
Sorry. Sorry. Had to renew my papers.
a thousand dollars.
- Other people sail them. - It's too much !
Marge and I spend hours speculating.
are on a little spending spree.
Yes.
To the manor born.
- Ciao. - Ciao.
-[Ends] - [People Applauding]
Can you imagine ?
- We'll have to teach him that too. - Thank you.
[Ripley Speaking Italian Slowly]
You can be quite boring
W-What time did Signor Miles leave yesterday ?
Freddie's organizing the Cortina skiing trip.
Now your signature.
- How much you love Dickie. - Whoo !
Jazz is..... Just insolent noise
Hey liberals We don't answer to you
When you see where you live from a distance, it's like a dream, isn't it ?
Dizzy Gillespie.
Do you know Cafe Dinelli at the Piazza di Spagna ?
Class of'56.
The best thing is, if you want to be a tourist, grab a cab now,
Oh, please, Dickie. You can't even drive a car.
[Sighing]
[Dickie] I bumped into an old friend from Princeton,
[ Engine Stops ]