Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I am a man of few words.

if you would please remain calm.

I simply cannot get my head around that image.

You always were the sensitive one.

Ten million pounds from Lord Mortdecai himself.

Sorry, there was a queue.

I do believe Jock has informed you

Although it is terribly vital work.

Oh! Beast! Beast! Beast...

a cargo flight to Los Angeles,

That is disappointing.

getting our hands on that blasted painting.

Oh! So much! So much to look at!

Couldn't be what?

Ladies and gentlemen, if you would please

Bloody nuisance.

was working on the Goya

whilst you were away, my darling.

However, I myself do not swing that...

I've been keeping her filled in.

there is more here than meets the eye.

Poor Jock. He was frantic with worry.

She's got prominent lips like me...

it's a matter of urgent national security.

Johanna, you look lovely.

- Yes? - They've got him.

But Spinoza's already there.

- Oh! Yeah. - Very well. 600 then.

- I don't know. - But you know about art.

God, oh, God, oh, God, oh, God...

And in charge, thank you very much.

She's so damned attractive.

Forty thousand pounds? 40,000? 45, isn't it?

Mmm. Quite, quite, yes, indeed, quite.

Is this a tryst?

Like this? Like this?

But I watched it burn.

One always bemoans the loss of a great restorer.

Sir Graham has been

Her lover was no help.

when he finds out he bought the wrong fake.

to please another, know this:

No more, no more, no more.

No time to dally. Ugh.

Are you quite finished buggering around?

replete with feints and distractions

We're Lot Seven.

It's just a cracked rib.

- Oh, my. - Oh, my.

Your mother and father only met once.

Only that wasn't it at all!

Oh, I've got a sensitive tummy!

I go, I go, I go!

Oh! How do you do?

Good God, Jock! Put that thing away, man!

You are a nasty business, sir.

Why is Dmitri obsessed with testicula?

Do you think that Bunny still has the painting now?

The Duchess of Wellington is in Bunny's loo.

to a certain viewpoint. That is all.

was a matter of some overdue bills on the Rolls,

He seems to think that I have the painting.

whether any unsavory types have enlisted you

or some such hint of...

I suspect I may need to redecorate.

was arriving home

I was hot on the scent,

But for those of us trying to get a bit of rest

- Alastair! - Do it now!

Oh, Alastair. It's so lovely. Do come back.

Sorry, Inspector Martland, sir.

Onward, Jock! Onward!

Bit of a moron, actually.

- Get in the back seat, sir! - Okay!

And we move on to Lot Four.

Now, tell me, what are you and my husband

The rest was a bit rude,

But I have always felt

and started all that nasty business in Greece.

Alastair, what are you doing here?

And by the way, did I mention

May I bring anything?

Are we all done at 30 million pounds?

Every man should have a Jock, don't you think?

You know I have a sympathetic gag reflex.

Art restoring is a nasty business.

- Everyone out! - Okay.

It's all right, sir, I've got another.

to paint her in 1792.

And if you're quick about it,

of each stage of her work, bless her.

Ingenious. Once again?

The Duke told me that Bunny has the painting,

to move it on the open market.

Quite a conundrum, this.

And I'm married and tired, you know.

Oh, hello, Poppet.

if I led you to believe there was anything between us,

or you have big hole in your head.

Now, that is the look that softens

Milton Krampf tells everyone he is getting painting.

Just the usual, you know. Egg cress, prawn mayonnaise,

Three months ago, a small Spanish museum

the codes to his numbered Swiss bank account.

Well, sir... I've been thinking...

Tell him to ring back