Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What for?
[Macmillan] I told him to think carefully
Something in the eyes.
It's modern. It's egalitarian.
Right.
[telephone rings]
Treats everyone. Winston Churchill, Duncan Sandys, Lord Astor.
Prime Minister. Ma'am. Shall we?
-[man shouts] -[gunshots]
If you say so. I say there's reasonable doubt.
[radio message]
To distrust those close to me, those who profess to love me?
[Michael] We'll manage the situation, of course, ma'am, uh...
not be in a fit state to undertake the arduous duties as PM.
[Elizabeth] Ah!
They want me to take it easier this time.
- ♪ Amen ♪ -[baby cries]
who made sure there wasn't too much tension in my life.
-How is he? -Fine. Why?
In.
[Michael] Now, there is some concern
sometimes even at the weekends.
-["God Save the Queen" on piano] -[laughter]
[car horn honks]
[slams phone down]
"This happy breed of men, this little world.
[mimics Macmillan] "The arrival of the newspapers in the morning." [laughs]
Ah.
[Philip] For Christ's sake!
[Dorothy sighs]
-No. -Oh, it is just a rumor.
Due a few weeks after you.
Profumo admitted the affair, but he denied the photograph.
The ruling class has given up on its responsibilities
[footsteps]
and often ask me about what I am most afraid.
[Margaret] Well, that's not the nicest way to congratulate me.
[man] Good morning, Your Royal Highness. It's 7:30.
[breathes heavily]
[Philip exhales]
Which is why I need you to hold the fort for the time being.
-Congratulations. -Thank you.
-Events, dear boy, events. -[audience laughing]
I have had to face many grave and baffling difficulties.
Very often it's nothing to do with the symptoms.
[exhales]
[thunder rumbles]
she's lucky to be here at all.
and all those things that are driving you mad,
man to man.
[camera shutter clicks]
It has sunk instead to a shrunken version of itself.
You just enjoy the mountains, dear.
No, because some things can only be perceived one way
Oh...
I know it's driven the Gloucesters quite mad.