Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Many thanks, ma'am.
Stars and magic. I like him more and more.
They took the steward and the master, and my lady.
You are not permitted to leave your station during a sitting.
Will you identify yourself, sir?
Flora, don't look, listen to me. Grab hold of the chain and pull!
The monky-monk-monks need a way of controlling the wolf,
That's what you are, a big old punk with a bit of rockabilly thrown in.
I've been chasing this wee naked child over hill and over dale.
Where the hell have you been?
Kept on cutting and cutting.
You're 70% water, you can still drown. Come on!
- That thing's beautiful, can I... -Help yourself.
I'm telling you, come upstairs!
Ohhh.
He's called the Doctor. He'll know what to do.
Your Majesty?
What about you, the thing inside?
How many prisms has it got? Way too many!
- Do you think this funny? -No, ma'am, I'm sorry.
- Yes, sir. -Yes, sir.
Of course. Yes, of course.
Oh, Your Majesty.
1879? She's had, oh, six attempts on her life.
Let them approach.
Good morning, class.
Down the back stairs back to the kitchens, quickly.
Explain yourself, Doctor.
I'm sorry?
- Am I being rude again? -Yep!
Are we sitting comfortably?
No, the fist of man.
Rose!
In the name of Heaven.
Dull!
With one bite, I would pass into her blood.
If you want to get back home, we can help.