Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ Seems to go nowhere ♪

Then I'll make you one with all the colors.

I mean, I can't imagine a young Rebecca Jessel

I wrapped myself tight.

…why am I here?

-You must see the statue garden. -[Rebecca chuckling]

And your time at London School of Economics.

More than happy to add Peter fucking Quint to the tally.

She'll be cross if you did.

-[Hannah] For God's sakes. -[children giggling]

[phone ringing]

then hanging up? Hm?

They're perfectly splendid.

[eerie music playing]

-The children-- -They're set.

Uh, then don't.

-[abrupt scraping sound] -[Dani screams]

had second thoughts.

Look, I am so sorry, Owen.

-I don't have long. -I know, I know, I know.

Henry is a QC and a master in trade legislation,

-Yeah. -They do this a lot.

I'm quite simply not part of the fucking club.

[giggling] I can't. I have to get back!

You get to make up all kinds of people and tell stories with them.

[Rebecca moans]

Would you like that?

Just for a Russian poetry course.

and you've got to guess the shape of their key.

[Rebecca smacks lips] Mmm. Delicious.

Why should anyone hate a lake?

[Flora giggles] Peter!

What do you mean, find Flora? Isn't she in her room?

I'm going to say…

You said you took this job 'cause you didn't want old men

And, more importantly, have you brought me any more flowers?