Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Erlynne, that's right. She came into some money.
My back.
How dare you.
but it's all I've got
He can't see you, mama.
- Let go of my arm. - I have to talk to you.
Where there is no window.
- Splendid. - Thank you for coming.
I'll take them all.
No need to button it. You can see it fits perfectly.
I wish she'd stop staring at me.
How much?
doors come flying open.
Now why shouldn't she? It's my best asset.
Why change horses now?
- Evening, Cecil. - Hello, Dumby.
So sorry to hear you're leaving us, Mrs Erlynne.
No, of course not. I wouldn't.
- What's that? - I didn't hear anything.
Mrs Erlynne.
It doesn't seem to have been too much of a strain.
It would break my mom's heart.
People call something an experience...
Anything too stupid to be said is sung.
She must have left it last week when you came for lunch.
Of course, in public, she's always with other men.
Married to man you love and running off...
- A moth. - Bee to a moth.
That Meg Windemere is your daughter?
I promise.
But if this is going to work between us, you can't do that.
She must be twenty at least. Her mother?
Who's that with him?
- Three, four? I've simply lost count. - That's bigamy.
We're all in the gutter.
It would be a great mistake...
It's just I don't want anyone to be uncomfortable, you know?
Come away with me.
It's just... Should you be helping her invest?
Think of the money.
He probably hasn't eaten.
the right age, you push the thought aside.
And then, suppose I'd walked by without stopping?
Once a wife's been betrayed...
You don't know me at all.
There she is. That's her.
No more guessing.
I'm infamous and poor
Cultivated leisure is man's true calling.
and show her a big fat zero. I'm Tuppy's girl.
Lord Darlington, you depraved man.
- Ace, Queen, King, Jack. - No honours.
I like people more than principles.
What men call gallantry...
No need to put yourself down, Tuppy.
Fried anchovies and clams in a bog. Delicious.
It was her.
You know what they say about men with big boats.
It's disgusting.
A dress?
For one night I thought you were in love with another woman.
- Your hand looks about right. - I beg your pardon?
Shall we go? Would you mind?
- Can I get you a drink? - No, thank you. I don't drink.
- Lovely party. Goodnight, Robert. - I'll see you at the club.
My little sister. She was adamant about every detail but...
She's waiting downstairs.
- Well, don't be mean about it. - No, of course not.
Do you know where my husband is?
A man can be happy with any woman. As long as he doesn't love her.
Last night on John's yacht, Mrs Erlynne was waiting in his bedroom.
I spent the night on John's boat.
- Perfume? - No, stop it.
Who says I'm running?
She's old for God's sake. She dyes her hair.