Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A win I do not relish.

[sighs] I am sorry for disturbing you.

No. My lord, I do not need you to ask me anything at all.

I hope your return to India

and my endeavors, I'm sure together we can finally unmask her.

He does not love me, Mama.

-The man is a swindler. -I beg your pardon, Mondrich.

We're not attending this Featherington Ball, are we?

Tomorrow? But that's much too soon, my lord.

It is not right that you were left to guide Edwina alone.

Your father was the best man I've ever known.

[shopkeepers bell chimes]

What happened? My valet saw you carry Miss Sharma inside.

[streaming and popping]

Fife had his lady friend in a closet, apparently.

It is time for you to shine all on your own.

Perhaps. But she is quite crafty.

You could not--

I thought you knew.

That was my failing.

You took me in as your own.

I am certain they will do perfectly well on their own,

Now that Mr. Bridgerton is in,

Your brother's large donation to the Academy.

[clears throat]

perhaps a stroll with Penelope might help clear your mind.

Finding someone like that.

Whistledown would have written about it weeks ago.

Why did you not tell me sooner?

So, then, where are these mines, exactly?

You dipped your toe into my waters, trying to make yourself feel better

Invite them all. They likely will not come, of course, poor souls,

-You were grieving Appa. -But so were you.

I-- I cannot do this tonight.

You cannot lose her.

Lady Whistledown.

-Except the clasp is broken. -[Cressida] Is it?

Travel to the Americas.

[breathes deeply]

because real, true love is worth it.

-[Kate laughing] -Perhaps you'd like to go again.

Was there always something between you and the viscount?

You are leaving. Alone.

I do not know many ladies who'd consider being called "old" a compliment.