Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thinking always of you
-So this... -More detail.
So young.
You might extend the same apology to my husband the next time you see him.
A simpler life.
[laughs]
[laughter]
This I do with all my heart.
Now he's barely cold and Cookie turns off the bloody tap!
-No, sir. -Her Royal Highness.
Anyone we know?
[sighs]
-I won't. -The children keeping my surname.
The food is normally quite good at Broadlands.
Come on, then!
I wish him, and you, his people, happiness and prosperity...
It would make me a divorcee.
I took it to Cabinet and, as expected, the answer was unanimous,
Peter, no less, Peter Townsend.
A happy home, with his wife and children.
But I remained civil because I am following your advice...
You are a cheat, Hannover.
Put in a word with the young Queen for my allowance to be reinstated.
It's the least I can do.
how dumpy and plain.
-Anyway, thanks for the drink. -Thank you, Jock.
-[Queen Mother] We must go, girls. -So soon?
[door opens]
Why not? She's fat, common, and looks like a cook.
perhaps you will consider supporting me in the matter regarding my husband's name.
I had hoped all this might wait.
Not in the private audience.
-What's the matter? -I need to talk to you.
-To the Royal house Mountbatten. -[all] To the Royal house Mountbatten.
was Schleswig-Holstein-Sonderberg-Glucksberg
[sighs]
where you might also mobilize Cabinet support
Mountbatten.
I'm afraid not, ma'am.
-Down there, look! -Right, that's enough. Look sharp!
You live in great style from what I've heard.
-Would you take me? -Of course, sir.
-You have to butt in. -You can't!
[in German] What were you doing there?
It's the custom. Not the law.
And what a bunch of ice-veined monsters my family are.
I've come to make a final representation.
You?
Yes, to Westminster Hall.