Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The master wants to see you.

My mother said the same once.

The house will be better without them!

Says the girl so determined no one loves her, she'll make it so.

And I don't want that garden!

You don't want help? That's fine.

There were once two people called Mary and Jemima.

Me mother always says she can't see why grand people's children

let's look into finding a school for my niece.

You smile with no teeth.

This is a mysterious place.

She never talked of England.

Your cousin is dying.

Come on, Jemima!

I know it's you, Dickon.

That the sort of barbarous behavior

And Mr. Craven didn't ask to take you in,

I know where he'll be!

Have we just given her the full run of the house?

You need to hear this.

How he seems set on protecting you from the world.

I told you secrets about my magic place.

What matters is you're late. Now, come on with you.

You don't even have a hunchback.

It had some help.

It's this roused my suspicions. She's found my son too?

Dickon, what are those called?

And I know you didn't kill your mother.

Mother said that to me once.

And do you know what's even more extraordinary?

You don't look like someone who's dying.

My mother was sister to the mistress of this house

It tastes horrid. I don't like it.

He's had better days.

We should not name him after my father either.

Now, tell me...

I've something to show you.

- I'm not going. - I can't go.

To the boy too.

All women are destined to leave Misselthwaite, one way or another.

Where is my son?