Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Your friend Kathleen was most insistent that I stop by.

<i>♪ Oh, how funny</i>

Bed rest until your strength returns.

Now, what do you say we grab ourselves a couple of Manhattans

But then she spoils us all.

Clearly. I don't mean to pry, Mr Bayfield, but how is your own health?

She's gone to powder her nose, Mr Bayfield.

I don't hear very well, but I just think Madam Florence is magical.

and perfect technique, and it's... it's...

You're nothing but a jumped-up hack.

I wish I could have come.

if I'd never met Frank Jenkins.

<i>♪ It's very droll, I do declare</i>

I'm s... I'm sorry.

Sinatra entertained

<i>♪ I could not share them all again</i>

- Marry me, blondie! - Over here! Here!

<i>♪ Ah, ha, ha! You amuse me</i>

And I'm going to sing here.

So he came here and became an actor.

I'm sorry, Baroness, what did you say?

Afternoon, Mr Bayfield.

Darling, the concert was wonderful. How is Florence?

One other thing.

Florence and I have always abstained.

Hey, McMoon, you got a visitor!

...features someone who has devoted herself

with the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen.

Well, you can never have too much pleasure.

afforded Madam Jenkins."

- I have a little gift. - Oh.

Well, let's just try and be happy tonight, eh?

- would you mind not visiting?" - Oh, shut up.

Good, good. Madam Florence is inordinately fond of sandwiches.

and both times it was a complete disaster.

Here! My briefcase. I want you to keep it close.

Oh, yes, alright.

Page seven. Here, here, down below.

Raise the soft palate.

- You play so beautifully, Mr McMoon. - Ah!

<i>♪ Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha!</i>

- Scum. - Darling, ignore them.

Wake up, wake up, wake up. Wake up!

It's both or neither, Mr Wilson.

Maestro Toscanini is here.

Since I've been working so intensively with Florence,

Well, after the first half, I was pooped.

He sent me down here himself.

- How was Florence? - Magnificent.

But have I not stood by you?

- No, no, no! - Thank you. Goodbye.

in which people of note have expired.

And give a copy to the members for Christmas.

Their bodies have been smashed, their minds torn to shreds.

<i>♪ Ciel!</i>

Or not. Or not.

The phone's been ringing off the hook with people wanting a copy.

It put Madam Florence into one of her excited moods.

and it has caused a great deal of upset.

<i>♪ Like a bird</i>

It is not yours!

Oh, everybody, look who's here!

Madam, are you alright?

- Ha! - Hate the candles.

It would serve you to consume both with enthusiasm.

Oh. Isn't it a little early in the morning for <i>Lakmé,</i> Carlo?