Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Bonjour. - Bonjour, Papa.
I think talents can be crushed as much as they may be drawn out.
So you are an artist, Mrs Somerville?
You be a lodgings, then?
Yeah, cast us another morsel.
Dr Price...
I do, the two of us together.
- It is in fine company. - This is treachery!
The other absorbs it.
How so?
Chrome yellow, scarlet lake, lead white.
Now, is there anything else I can provide for you?
♪ Here we meet too soon to part
Is that so, sir?
The man's impossible.
- He didn't like it. - Did he not?
What is the element contained within the violet light
Well, I should introduce myself. My name is Mrs Booth.
There, Mr Mallard. This'll warm you up.
Exceedingly preoccupied, madam.
Rock crushing a house in Switzerland.
- There. - Now, bustle about.
Welcome home, Mr Billy.
No, thank you, madam. I purchased a potato on the boat.
Bravo! Marvellous!
- Your good health, sir. - And yours, Mr Gillott.
Splendid, He couldn't be in better hands.
I do not doubt that the gooseberry for its preference may enjoy the warm,
How can they appear the same?
- Unhand me! - Remove this man!
Your very good health, madam, sir.
Rejoice! Hurrah! Hip, hip, hooray!
'Twas not how the poor soul perished.
paintings, sculpture and other booty.
- Is he out and about his business? - That he is.
I wager we've not seen the end of this, gentlemen.
- Ah! Forget my fate. - ♪ Ah!
So I'm to become a non-entity.
That is as it may be.
Oh!
- Daddy, some tacks for Mrs Somerville. - No, no tacks, Mr Turner.
- The saucy Temeraire. - Going to her death, I fear.
Open wide.
- The Niagara Falls? - Indeed, sir.
If you will find a little house for us,
♪ Had they light of life to see
Thank you, Cornelius,
What a curious fate is mine.
Exert yourself unduly and you will go to an early grave.
- It's been a long while, ain't it? - Mm-hm, yeah.
Felicitations of the evening to you, your Lordship.
- Mr Turner? - Hm?
Took a few brave soldiers with it an' all.
- A naval man, I believe. - Indeed, he was a vice admiral.
- Oh! - Thank you.
Well, I can furnish you with five pounds this morning.
Pan your legs.
- Turner and Jones. - Mr Turner, Captain Jones.
Where is that wretched baker's boy?
If there be anything you do need, Doctor...
Oh, Daddy, I'm in need of an eight-by-six.
Well, he were a dear man.
Yet when I gaze upon a work of Claude
To which we have all borne witness in Mrs Ruskin's excellent gooseberry pie.
Oh, Mr Mallard. Everything satisfactory in your chamber?
- Did she so? - She did.
- Of robust constitution? - She has an excellent character.
There.
Oh, I can't take this, sir. It is far too much.
I had some success in the business.
Oh? Oh, I am sorry.
For certain 'tis!
I can't leave this.
Oh, what an elegant residence.
He did used to enjoy a tipple, though that were long before I knew him.
It is the latest thing in art.
regarding the long deceased Claude
- I have done nothing of the sort. - ...and spoil my genius.
Thank you.
Enticing.
Good day to you, Mr Turner.
I fear that I, too, am finished.
I do thank ye, Doctor. Let me show ye out.
May I propose as a topic for discussion
It is my strong belief
I humbly accept the 50 pounds.
you put me in mind of a Greek sculpture I'm familiar with, of Aphrodite,
Well, it's weather,
- Good day to you, Doctor. - Good day, Mrs Booth. Thank you.
Can we help, my dear?
You are too kind.
Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters
To the centre of... where love lies between
Get back into bed now, Joseph Mallard William Turner!
I shall leave you to take your refreshment.
I am up before the lark to witness Helios popping his head above the parapet,
- Nice day, sir. - Mm-hm.
Good. Well, you sit there and make yourself comfy.
Thank you, Cornelius,
Yeah, Amsterdam.
He has the air of despondency upon him.
where we do not exactly encounter an abundance of gooseberries?
Madam.
When my son was but a small boy,
- Oh, dear. All right? - It's passing.