Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

of Mr. Kennedy's wife Jackie.
Don't worry!
The Australian papers are very impressed
-[cogs whirring] -[teleprinter clicking]
They appear to be in some kind of negotiation.
The rascal.
Mrs. Kennedy.
but let's not forget France is a republic.
[news reader] Mrs. Kennedy was weeping, trying to hold up her husband's head,
for Nkrumah's growing hostility to the West.
[Elizabeth] If you must.
calm us down.
-Oh, Lilibet. -Patrick!
Her sister set up a lunch last time we were in town.
[smacks hands]
They're... dancing.
-Mrs. Kennedy. -Your Grace.
if he thinks we're too close to the Americans.
[Elizabeth gasps] And these are her puppies.
-Hello, puppies. -[Jackie gasps] Hello, what's your name?
[scoffs]
[Elizabeth] Well, don't you think I'm deserving of one?
I've just heard from Dallas that the President is still alive
[Philip laughing]
the 35th President of the United States,
[Queen Mother] Where are you going?
Hmm!
Yes.
Well, that people are so rarely what they seem.
-[Elizabeth] By Pissarro. -Molière.
For Africans!
Oh, he doesn't! Personally or politically.
[Elizabeth] Oh, no, look, there she is.
The New York Times calls it
Vitamins.
It's where one feels most comfortable.
[music plays]
-[static noise] -[Elizabeth] Oh... no, no!
Yes, this is Colonel Charteris.
For the second time in recent weeks, you've been instrumental
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Couldn't they have found her something else?
What's up, honey?
[Jackie] No, we won't. [laughs]
[car honks]
[Bishop] Was this agreed?
[excited chatter]
[busy chatter]
when the reporters reached the car as it dashed toward the hospital.
I caught sight of myself in a mirror today.
in order to protect you is the very reason you are exposed.
So as not to put French noses out of joint.
-And what's the next step? -I wish I knew.
And are you still traveling up and down the country,
What about her?
[Elizabeth] Porchey, what on earth is going on?
It's a shortcut.
The idea that I might've upset someone I admire so much.
[whispers] Oh, for goodness' sake.
-[Queen Mother] Oh, not again! -[Elizabeth sighs]
Why?
-You know how it is at the Radziwills'. -No, I don't.