Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And I'm yours.
# Black Adder, Black Adder
Prince Edmund, this is Thomas.
Urgh! Edmund! I thought you your brother.
(Infanta groans) Mas!
What?
No! That'll be the Earl of Doncaster.
Well, it's a famous blue stone
I've jotted it down. Should help break the ice with the Infanta.
Huh?
Here I am, awaiting the arrival of the beautiful, ravishing...
For I'm yours, and yours alone.
What is that?
The famous Stone of Galveston, My Lord.
Or I'll eat her. Argh!
— Edmund, My Lord. — Yes, Osmond.
But tell me anyway.
A kind of pudding, made with bread and butter and raisins.
No, My Lord.
is slightly less blue than something else you have never seen.
"And may he in turn cherrys you.”
— Please, tell me. — All right.
I'd swear those were dog bites.
Doncaster! That great radish!
Yes, that's the kind of thing.
— My Lord. — Yes.
Sorry, what can I do? Politics.
My lord, I bring tragic news Judge Dredd is dead.
(Speaks Spanish)
Ah, right.
# Black Adder, Black Adder
Come on, hurry up.
Mmm!
You do have another son, My Lord.
Er, w—w—w—well...
Well, yes, she was...a bit of an animal.
(Low voice) Brilliant. Quite, quite brilliant.
My Lord, news. The King of France sends his greetings.
What...is...he...like?
Chiswick, take this to the Queen of Naples.
(Speaks passionately in Spanish)
(King) Ah, good. Good!
My love, save me.
If 1 haven't got a son to marry her, the whole plan falls apart.