Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Jamie. -Hello.

No, I mean, how are you finding all this?

I don't understand.

Not till the end.

Although I'm not sure for how long.

I'm calling Owen, and Jamie.

[birds chirping]

He was adamant about that. She never wore it, so…

I've always been good at it, to be honest.

He might not know a thing.

How are you feeling?

and I thought flowers this beautiful deserve a beautiful woman.

♪ The love we share ♪

It took oh so long.

You're here another night, right?

every day for six months

I'll take another drive around the property…

I know, I know. Just a few minutes, please. Please.

Do you want a glass?

So, what do you think?

Over 200,000 pounds.

Have a flower, please.

One of us needs to be sober enough to take him on.

He trapped himself.

There's a few things going to auction, but…

Capital. Wonderful, in fact.

-No, in a minute. -No, no, stop. Seriously.

As a kitten, I fell off an apple cart and had nowhere to live.

[melancholy orchestral music playing]

they forgot they were even puppets at all.

Who would he be trying to call?

-Best friends. -Mm-hm.

he comes on back…

Miles, darling. Um…

Right now, I do not care.

I mean, took a lot of convincing.

You haven't touched your hot chocolate, Mrs. Grose.

[gentle music plays]

I see you, Rebecca.

Have some tea while it blows over.

I wouldn't fancy being there

He made puppets aplenty.

But they had forgotten him, you see.

[radio clicks off]

Well, when you talk to Henry, you can tell him I said they're all right.

My mum was an apple cat.

I mean, I'm already the gofer, the chauffeur, and the nursemaid.

[frightening orchestral swell]

-[Peter] Please. -Thank you.

♪ I give you all a boy could give you ♪

That's hardly a bastion of Russian or bards.

Oh… good morning.

I'm going back to London.