Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I like you, Sir Robert.
I'm not the one eating beetroot. What?
You must convince Albert to reconsider.
Hallelujah
Carriage be damned. We ride here.
How dare you.
Your Majesty. Sir Piers.
Then I will merely kill myself.
No-one shoots in nothing new. Do you understand?
Most of this contains industry.
Yes. Rather more your sort of thing than mine.
No, Mama. You shall remain here.
They find it un-English.
I hear you are already acquainted with the Prince, Peel.
You approve of it, Sir Robert?
Jenkins. Your Royal Highness?
Moderates the flow of steam.
I would very much like to visit some of these places.
It was wrong of me.
Well, it seems to be the case that many artefacts
is, by all accounts, an old-fashioned gentleman
Shall I go, Majesty?
It would be my pleasure to offer you all a demonstration.
Oh, erm, Lohlein is all I require.
Excellent. Excellent.
Oh. Extraordinary to find you here.
Did you see the Giffards sniggering up their noses at me?
The Prince dines with the Queen.
He's...direct. Like me.