Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're going to...
- We all went down. - [All chattering]
[Chuckling]
It's him, all right. Yeah!
I don't care where you have them. I'll get them.
But if we all find the money first and turn it in, we're all in the clear.
Come on. This way. Go down. Now. Go.
Calling Capt. Culpeper. Central Division. Urgent.
- He'll say he's entitled to a share. - He would be if he drove us there.
- How dare you. - Give us those keys.
Mrs. Finch, aren't you the teeniest bit curious?
All very hush-hush and whoosh-whoosh.
Yeah, yeah. [laughs]
You're overlooking one thing.
- He just went sailing out there. - It was just terrible.
♪ Is make bigger automobiles
Oh!
Stop pushing, will ya?
A total of eight shares, giving you $112,000.
Not Russell or my mother or Sylvester, anybody.
Before I say anything else...
You'll see it.
Uh... Don't make them so sweet this time.
I'd like to think that sometime, maybe. 1953. or 1943 years from now...
I mean, it's like non-taxable income.
I've been a little busy.
Are you happy?
- They're not here. - Probably got a lift.
Tell the operator "emergency priority," then ask for the CIA.
You tell 'em you heard from X-27. You got it? X-27.
Will you shut up a minute so I can tell you what happened?
How do you think money gets...
Against it?
...you don't have to explain to me.
Why didn't I think about Sylvester? He's sitting there right now.
Did you see it, the way he went sailing right out there?
...if the money is down here somewhere?
[Man on radio] Not a chance. That's what struck us so funny.
Aloysius, I'll never forget you for this.
I bet he's running out of gas. Good!
Okay, come on, honey. Let's go. We're here.
- It was a terrible thing. - Russell, I feel sick.
Give the order to pull away.
The three of you get $87,500 and Benjy and I have to split.
He's out of his head.
If I have to climb much more, I'll be laying there with him.
- Good luck and may the best man win! - Right!
[Man on radio] F-7 to Central. The Crumps are locked...
[Tires screeching]
- It was true, wasn't it? - It's not true.
Try me. I'm pretty gullible.
...arrest Capt. Culpeper.
Now stop it. Stop it, Monica!
This is no place for a convertible!
[Shouting] Exactly like your father: A big, stupid, muscle-headed moron!
[Stammering] And they're 70 feet away in the other room.
All right! Here I come!
The burglar alarm.
But what a deal.
Lady, you trying to split us up so every man's for himself?
Help! Get me down!
♪ Says the Chinese hate chop suey
[Screaming]
[Engine sputtering]
Hey. This must... This must be the police.
Help me! Ah!
He didn't make that clear at all.
...to live better lives.
Funny. That's funny.
...juries sometimes look very favorably on things like that.
♪ Got a baby who can give me 31 flavors
Now, you want to catch him, you get out and run.
You got this... Wait!
I think...
What is it, a staring contest? Move, move, will you? Come on!
I think we better go back to that place we phoned from.
I'd like to think that sometime, maybe 10 or 20 years from now...
Because they got a solid majority...
- What's going on? - [Yelling outside]
Rats.
Yeah, all right. I'll give you $3.
Hey!
...and then that dirty, rotten, slimy bum that double-crossed me.
...the same number of shares as people in each vehicle.
- I absolutely agree. - So?
We tell them to hit the road or we beat their brains in.
[All] Uh...
Melville, don't go in there. You'll be killed.
[Brakes squealing]
Please, say it don't make any difference, Aunt Belle!
No!
- Please get back in the car. - Not me!
That's all I need.
...alone.
[Woman] Get over to the side where you belong!
I drive my jeep down here every day. Let's go!
- His aunt? - Yeah. His Aunt Belle.
Bring it up here!
It was my son-in-law and that Englishman.
Take it easy. You've been sick.
- Uh! - [Glass shatters]
If we don't tell him, he won't.
No. I don't think I've forgotten a thing.
George!
- Stop, you! - Don't hit me!
All right, good. Get to a phone.
- Put me down! - Must be stuck.
She's going! Get out of there!
Mama Don’t you worry! Your baby’s coming.
[Grunts]
♪ So be a happy gaffer
Trouble? Having any trouble?
Are you English? Just answer me!
I think they're arguing about something.
Just sit there. Everything will be all right.
You know the word for this, Your Honor. It's called blackmail.
I dont apologize
Let's forget the whole thing and be reasonable.
Oh! Mr. Pike! Mr. Pike, please!
The inside of my stomach...
- You know I hate explosions. - It's perfectly all right.
[Man] It's stalled, Benjy. We got dust in the carburetor.
You've been out in the sun too long. You're starting to crack up.
...right in this neighborhood.
It's your fault from beginning to end.
I'll get your names and where you can be reached.
[all chattering]
If we go down to this park and we uncover the money...
- "Bugging"? - Cut out, cut out.
- Set? - Set.
I don't think you have to worry too much about that.
Someone you know?
[Crowd screaming]
You're getting out of line. I'm not kidding. I've had all I can take.
...he hasn't got the brains or ambition even to become a crook.
Let's get there, even if we are last.
I got to tell somebody. Could you spare a couple of hours?
Sheesh! [grunting]
Now, like I say...
We're trying to talk to him.
All right.
[Tires screeching]
Look at yourself, the way your wife and her strumpet of a mother...
[Shouting]
Wait a minute. Listen.
...there'd be something I could laugh at, anything.