Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Robert.
an erotic language between men an women.
I suppose this'll be the last party of the season.
It's a fairy tale.
I came to make sure you got home safely.
- Why should I believe you? - Don't believe me, believe him.
it's wipe the slate. Clean start.
Oh, lucky blighter!
where you can't open a window.
Food is the rock...
Friends will stop calling.
Count to a 100.
Why, what do they say about me?
Women inspire us to great things.
Your friends can always do that.
Try the bar.
If you're here to tell her who you are...
For one night I thought you were in love with another man.
You're a very nice man.
I can't help seeing him.
When I was going through my wardrobe
I'd know.
Modern marriage thrives on mutual deception.
Though I will say Mrs Erlynne's damn fascinating. Hard to resist, but...
Define silly.
And the women are always so fleshy!
It's quitting time. We're going to lunch.
- Bloody hell! - You better put some ice on that.
Maybe you should take off your ring.
If a woman placed it on her breast like this, it meant "I love you".
Good. Excellent attitude. And you're beautiful.
I was right.
- Thank you. - Just so you know, I meant every one.
when we could be squashed between Lord Tubby and Cecil the Scintillating...
What you did is your mistake.
My whole life, I've wanted to be like her.
and degrade the mind.
No, no, I remember.
Mrs Windemere and Mrs Erlynne...
This ways, Mrs Erlynne.
Girls begin by loving their mothers. But as they grow they judge us.
It's your father, Mr Windemere.
Some people might.
She and I, we... understand each other.
And neither should you.
You said yourself, there's no forgiving a man who betrays his wife.
In twenty?
Don't you like it?
Close your eyes.
I suppose it's certainly immodest.
Thank you.
Women.
And she explained everything.
Poor little Meg, she's so sweet.
You told Robert we were going to the club.
Or I would never tolerate him.
Don't compare yourself.
Robert always gives everybody the benefit of the doubt.
Mario?
Huge feet. Pontoons.
with an international playboy? Do I think you're stupid?
I must have picked up Mrs Windemere's by mistake.
than those of her own species, and the widow Plymdale...