Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

In bed, yes. Well...
That's true. Hurry up, Father.
we are gathered here today.
I'lL slit their gizzards.
consumed with passion, whisks away little Tully!
Yeah, shiny coat, wet nose, clear eyes.
(Fanfare) My Lord, this is it.
Oh, Percy, what am I going to do?
— Oh, well, custard. — Crema.
No, a dog, a dog, a bloody great dog!
(Infanta) Ahh!
# Black, his codpiece made of metal
We could try and strike up a conversation.
Then...
I thought it was good. I'm hoping to squeeze in a banana by the end.
Good news. My diplomacy triumphs.
(Laughs and speaks Spanish)
My Lord, news! The news is there is no news.
The Spanish Infanta has arrived.
I do.
Right. Now, go on, in you go.
Er, Thomas, this is Father O'...
No, the husband of the bride.
(Effeminate voice) Hello there!
But it's a stupid plan, let's face it.
Dearly beloved, we are gathered together
Hello.
A couple of things.
— This news is not good. — Pardon, My Lord.
Where is Princess Leia?
That's me.
My love, my love.
Yes, very well. Are you Edmund, Duke of Edinburgh?
No!
Is she the best you could do? I mean, I am marrying her.