Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What are you doing here? You're not supposed to be here.
I like to jog.
So on the principle of playing to your strengths...
Is this beautiful woman I hardly recognize my favorite niece?
[GRUNTS THEN PANTING]
Now, I know you've been...
ILLYA: They had it coming.
I'm told that if your father's knowledge gets into the wrong hands...
Or...
[TOILET FLUSHING]
SOLO: Where are we going with this?
They were waiting for me.
GABY: We're struggling here.
SOLO: I would recommend turning before you hit that wall!
The colors are so real, you can almost taste them.
If we keep them broadcasting for long enough.
Now, you report for duty tomorrow morning, 9 a.m. sharp.
...he make one step to celebrate every year...
Loving your work, Peril.
What was waiting for me was barely human.
Etruscan, isn't it?
...at stealing things.
Terrific. We're a little early.
Man...
Anything in particular, sir, or...?
He'll be like this for 20 minutes. Can't touch.
[PHONE RINGING]
KGB agent, for example.
You can start by putting back the correct lens, professor.
ILLYA: Just shut up and watch me work.
And with a better attitude.
[WHIRRING]
It doesn't have to match.
...stands undiminished.
[GRUNTS]
I like to call myself a specialist in complicated acquisitions.
[SPEAKING IN ITALIAN]
I mean your real father.
Yes. Yes, I think we bumped into each other outside.
I'm not leaving.
Very good.
You, Solo, are to investigate Victoria and Alexander Vinciguerra.
Excuse me, I said I need to use the sink.
But what the other boys didn't understand about their victim was...
[INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER RADIO]
...but the tireless work of a single artist.
...all report no other vehicles have left this island since last night.
You got there in the end.
[VICTORIA MOANING]
You don't have to go anywhere that you don't want to go.
I will finish this bottle.
I'm starting to smell the irony.
Now, Sergei also had mother, Yagoda...
- Leaving so soon? - Illya isn't feeling very well.
So your Uncle Rudi thinks we should have a little chat.
Rather a sad story, what with your dad being a big pal of Stalin's...
[SIREN WAILING]
Can you get them on the radio?
...to South America after the war.
One is for the extraction of information.
Kuryakin.
He was forced to work for them.
Do you mind terribly if I borrow your car?
[PHONE RINGS]
Almost 100.
Expensive feet.
[TIRES SCREECHING]
And remember:
He lives in Italy. Rome.
You're the expert. I'll be on the balcony.
Hello, Victoria.
Ramp it up, please, Solo.
Mm-hm.
ALEXANDER: And how is that?
[INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER RADIO]
And what we got, of course, was you two.
Damn. I left my jacket in there.
[ENGINES REVVING]
She would like it if you make yourself comfortable.
[DOOR CLOSES]
It won't trigger the nuclear warhead...
OLEG:
[GRUNTS]