Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Good evening, Mr Dumby. - Oh, good evening, Mrs Stutfield.
I never use that word. I'm not sure what it means.
You were dozing. Go back to sleep.
Fine.
I thought he left after you, signora.
He told you to lie.
In her bedroom.
For I'm selling the thing
to know Mr. Hopper from Austr·lia.
Share mine, then.
Brazen - with a past.
One door closes, another opens.
"I'm going to ask her to marry me if she'll have me."
You love each other! That's your truth.
No, it's not for sale.
It's late.
You said you were my friend.
- Did you see her? - Don't.
She's my friend. Give her a discount.
I'd like to say goodbye to her.
All of which is time well spent in my book.
His engagement to Mrs Erlynne is off.
- I should be getting home. - You'll take a cigar, surely?
How many times have you been divorced, Tuppy?
- There's the girl. - Take Windemere to the club.
- Could we walk? - Why not.
Yes, you are.
How very practical.
I think we should mind our own business.
I can't think of anything I'd mind less.
Your sack of bricks. You carry it.
He's very conscientious and I respect him for it.
Very clever woman.
she has the freedom to do likewise.
A kind, caring mother, who loves and watches over her.
- I've no idea. - Meg's not here, is she?
We retreat and they block our escape.
Whenever anyone agrees with me, I'm sure I must be wrong.
Opera makes me feel so romantic.
- I love you. - I love you.
I was trying to protect you, you have to believe me.
Mrs Erlynne is a notorious Jezebel.
I have to go.
Good day.
I'm not proud of being blackmailed...
And they speak loudly.
John?
- What a small world. - And Mrs Winters on her right.
Would you wear it?
"Wait for me."
Don't worry about them.
At least, not among the women I've met, and I've met my share.
The last is very much the worst. The last is a real tragedy.
You don't look as if you're enjoying yourself.
Who?
I hope you're right.
You may need a friend one of these days.
Not for sale.
Mrs Erlynne has her own seats.
Mrs Erlynne will see you upstairs.
You made a mistake, don't make it worse.
was not the only reason for my departure.
Come here.
"I won't be long."
So what are we drinking?
She'd be so ashamed of me now.
I'll pay it somewhere else. I want you on the first plane out tomorrow.
Then one morning, you open your eyes...
You like to be the odd man out, do you?
Beautiful city.
Windemere's fortune exceeds Tuppy's.
You never had a paying job.
We'll always tell each other the truth?