Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You've never rung the dressing gong,

You saw Mr Bates in here alone, hanging up the cellar key.

Which we never believed.

Sir Anthony Strallan.

I didn't know dissolution was already upon us.

Can we call it a day, my lady?

No. Never mind. Good night.

Did you know she was planning this?

when I have discussed it with his lordship.

I'm afraid Edith will be the one to care for us in our old age.

Are you conforming to the fitness ofthings?

- Mr Bates. - Anna.

Poor old Edith. We never seem to talk about her.

I'm serious. He proposed to me.

I'm sorry. I don't mean to speak against his lordship.

I hope you know that really smart people sleep in separate rooms.

You'll look more normal.

I don't have a story.

She ought to spend some time with the people she loves.

There was quite the brouhaha

Will you really leave?

Well... I mean, thatjust can't be helped.

She hasn't said anything yet, except that she's going to have to tell him about Pamuk.

who'd love to say the same.

We'll give her till the start ofthe grouse.

Thomas has tried to convince you that I'm a drunkard and a thief.

And, Daisy, we all know the value ofyour contribution.

No. I told him he was taking me to a committee meeting.

Oh, please. There's a meeting of my borstal charity.

I think perhaps I do.

Lfeverything in the garden's sunny, why meddle?

I want to do some canvassing. The by-election isn't far off...

Well, I agree with that.

I'm in search ofyour father. Carson thought he was outside.

No. But I feel I have no choice.

Less than you might think.

Any more news ofthe by-election? Mr Crawley was here earlier.

Has Matthew gone?

She's adamant. I've tried to explain how hard it'll be on him,

I was only going to say that Sybil is entitled to her opinions.

I've written to Susan.

- I assume this was Branson's scheme. - No.

Next time you want to treat me like a naughty schoolgirl