Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It was the size of an orange.

Unresolved conflicts of one form or another.

At his practice, his home,

Do you believe him?

[car horn beeps]

But I can see that this is a question of, of appearance versus reality.

[exhales sharply]

I would urge you to go back and unite your cabinet and my government.

And I think we're both realists.

[audience murmuring]

with one thing or another.

so, [laughs] I went to an old navy fellow instead

[Philip groans]

upon a major refurbishment of our apartment.

Go back to Downing Street, Prime Minister, and pick up the reins.

Uh, but sometimes people insist. The British Horse Society, for example.

-His Royal Highness is away, ma'am. -Where?

It seems they knew one another.

[man] The trouble and strife.

Do you really expect anyone to believe that?

[stopwatch clicking]

to taking me up the Khyber Pass.

-Tony. -Dear boy.

I mean, what are you trying to say?

There are two types of people in life.

This is the most like me I've been in years.

Oh, everything irritates the Gloucesters.

[Macmillan] I'll tell you what worries me, John.

...they were having a go at government corruption

-If they weren't sending up toffs... -[door closes]

-Was it cruel? -Not cruel, no.

So where were you, you mysterious fellow?

They're furious about the noise.

begging to serve in your government only to make a fool of you.

[man] Did you have relations with this man, John Profumo, Minister of War?

Not dangerous yet, but not far off.

I'm afraid my decision to resign is final.