Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

<i>♪ I am singing</i>

And don't pay any attention to that review.

<i>♪ Valse caressante</i>

You will sit down or, so help me God, I will leave you. Do you understand?

- How do you do, Mr McMoon? - My vocal coach.

But I miss him. I...

Thank you, Kitty.

What about the sandwiches?

It's Florence. They've got her record.

Hey, Mr Bayfield, I wanna see you dance.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments.

- Um... - Oh, you don't mind?

Madam Florence, without your help, there will be no concert.

<i>♪ Oh how funny! Ah, ha, ha!</i>

- What's the matter? - It's Florence, she's here. Stall her.

You know, years ago when I founded the Verdi Club,

- You have a moment? - Yes, in a jiffy.

Oh, Arturo, how very thoughtful of you. Thank you.

What is going on? I'm not taking your money.

The two and a half hours of coloratura you performed this evening

I mean, I... thought you and Madam Florence were married.

...has left me.

"Her grace and brilliant personality

She's new to the world of classical music.

<i>♪ Like a bird on the wing</i>

That was my favourite.

No, you can't have it.

That was, of course, a speech of Hamlet's

<i>♪ Except</i>

<i>♪ We've worked so hard</i>

Ladies and gentlemen, the Verdi Club presents

Oh, you think that I didn't have ambition? I was a good actor.

This is the talented young man I was telling you about.

- The new Mrs Stark, I imagine. - What happened to the last one?

And I'm going to sing here.

But, Mr Bayfield...

<i>♪ Valse caressante</i>

Please, St Clair. Do you want to see a grown man cry?

- Extraordinary little thing, isn't she? - Hmm.

<i>♪ O noble sir How far you err</i>

I was just reading a little early Austen. Quite fun.

Oh, da, da, da, da, da da...

- No. - Yes. They're both deaf as posts.

Yes. Yes, of course. I'll try.

of great elegance and beauty."

- But I'm afraid. - Don't be. Don't be.

Yours is the truest voice I have ever heard.

Excuse me, ladies.

so I couldn't pay you more than a hundred and fifty.

He lost his house key, so I put him up for the night.

We know the traffic is terrible and I'm sure he'll be here any moment.

Oh, God, what a grouch.

- No, I really... No. No. - Come on!

Sorry. It's OK, continue, Mr McMoon.

And you, Mr Totten. Is Madam Florence here?

<i>but that dame's got me feeling happy to be alive.</i>

What is going on? Why is Mr McMoon here?

Cole Porter called.

Oh, tall. You know, your gentleman type.

Watch where you're going!

Unconscionable, but they tell me there is a war on, Bunny.

Tomorrow morning at nine. Don't be late.

- Yes, I like this one, darling. - And slightly to the left.

But from time to time, she can be a little...

I understand that, but what if less educated members of the public show up?

<i>♪ To hold our dreams...</i>