Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Thank you, miss. - Thank you, sir.
Good night, Mr Mallard, sir.
Oh.
Your canvas.
- Good day, sir. - Madam.
Oh... there.
Forever.
favour the colder climes of our victorious isles.
I do not, sir.
- It weighs heavily upon me. - Sir, you owe me 50 pounds.
So, will you be taking the boat back from Chelsea Pier there?
- It's a sketch for the painting. - Oh?
that the sun do reach of a morning.
- She is learning French. - And music.
He came through. He's a hardy old cove.
There is no immediate cause for concern, Mrs Booth.
they remove the soil, extract the coffins,
Do it! Remove me from your nest of portrait painters!
Three steps down.
Lay upon the bed.
I enjoy my wealth.
I am not unsympathetic to your impecunity, Haydon.
Manchester, Leeds, Newcastle, I have been giving my lecture.
gratis.
Hm.
rather than pursuing his own peculiar convictions,
Mrs Booth.
Oh, I shall send out for the laudanum directly.
- Thackeray reviles it. - How so?
And what might that price be?
They are too valuable. Don't be a fool, man. See sense.
consuming those unfortunate Negro slaves
- Good day to you, sir. - Good day to you, madam.
I'll buy it.
Most droll.
Might I find you at the same address?
has produced a magnetic north pole.
trawling back and forth on that old steamer every time you wants to see me.
Ladies, pray, sit yourselves.
My sympathies, commiserations, for the loss of your dear departed man.
Typhus epidemic amongst the cargo, slaves die on board, no insurance.
Night coach from Brighton proved to be an heinous travail.
We had broken glass everywhere. It were terrible.
- The cam-ra? - Yes, sir.
Daddy likes to affect the pretence of being a dunce.
I will not, sir. You are free of your debt.
Raise your pot of grog. To the fine, fighting Temeraire!
- Sir Martin. - Sir?
Mr Haydon, I will not have personal attacks like this on the Academy floor.
No more urge that soft sigh to thy will
- Where'd you have this done, then? - Up in town on the Strand.
Oh, you do look most handsome.
Thank you, Cornelius.
it destroys all the colour of nature by its...
Good day to you, Mrs Danby. Would you care to step this way?
- Here's the thing. - Hm?
She'd make a fine subject for you to paint, Turner.
I recall it provoked much heated and stimulating discussion
Can do this time of year.
- Oh, 'twas early today! - We'd the best of the tide.
- Well, you'll have to cancel it. - 'Tis painless.
- He lives next door. - Number six.
Most kind in your placement. You have finished me.
I have often pondered, might there be a distinction
Westerly aspect, fine sunset.
we may proceed,
A small bowl of water, madam, if you'd be so kind.
- He is. I'll tell him you're here. - I can inform him myself, thank you kindly.
It is wretched and abortive.
Mr Ruskin, I fail to see wherein lies the charity
- We placed it in the anteroom. - The anteroom.
Mr Mallard...
Margate, yes,
♪ Who is open and free would be happy with me
- Five-and-twenty to seven. - Oh.
Did you go back to Hyde Park?
My other piece, where is it located?
- 'Tis pitiable. - It is pitiable, Turner.
My dear late mother always insisted that both the gooseberry and the rhubarb
that I find his rendering of the sea rather insipid, dull and uninspiring.
Thank you. Yeah, yeah.
It is indicative of mental disease.
- Don't you want your breakfast? - No, thank you kindly.
You might as well have taken my painting and put it in the outhouse.
Quite so.
Please, sir.
- Claude Lorrain was a genius. - Quite so.
I do my best
somewhere by your beloved River Thames, but not too far from London Town,
Say something in French.
An essential quality for a prodigal, sir, is humility.
'Twill be a marvel to behold.
Oh!
Ye common throng and hoi polloi,
Shh, shh, shh.