Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, it would be better if you didn't tell your mother about this.
All right!
Which is why, on occasion, we require certain individuals...
As you said, Elena...
Ladies and gentlemen...
Tasty, is it'?
Shoot him!
Men like that usually find their way to the guillotine.
Go on! Break it down!
Five rings, padre.
And every time you interfere, you jeopardise her cover. Understand?
A message from mum
Brothers, you know my spirit is with you.
You are early, madame. The count is still indisposed.
I'll see you at confession, my child.
If you wanna know, I need to know why you are living in sin with an evil count!
...I want to start making myself at home.
She had a son.
Blanca.
You mean that cheek?
America's gates have been thrown wide open...
Another time. We have many guests to greet.
It's Latin. It means one world.
...not as who they really are.
I love you.
Before he arrived, we intercepted a telegram...
Good, because I have a little something for you.
I went looking everywhere for you. It's about Mom.
I thought you were a woman of vision.
Love endures day by day...
You removed them?
Yeah. We're to stay put.
Get back inside!
You are not hungry?
Don't look at me like that. I know what you're gonna say.
Pigeon.
Family man like you might wanna keep his woman on a shorter leash.
An explosion. Close to your chateau, in fact.
I finally understand why you left me.
The deed, if you please.
Brother Ignacio? What are you doing?
Now, that doesn't seem equitable. I have rights too.
- Count. - You know each other?
- This changes nothing. - Absolutely not.
After two glasses you can't taste anything.
If God didn't hurl lightning, he'd surely carry one of these.
What are you doing here?
Yesterday he forgot about me.
I can assure you of that.
I will wait for you after your meeting.
One?
Your saddle is getting a little too tight, amigo.
- Bring it here. - No, Guillermo, don't!
...and transform it into a compound...
May I present my wife, Mary.
Perhaps we could meet for breakfast?
You are missing your son's entire life.
Tell me we are free.
Woman's intuition.
...who oppress us with a flaming poker of injustice.
My God, you're turning green.
How do you know?
Yes, what are you talking about?
...will soon be restored to our former glory...
Finally we agree on something.
Yes, he does.
I tell you, de la Vega, women say they want one thing...
As soon as we're gone.
Bravo!
Private chapel.
- For what? - Everything you put me through.
Soon we will both be free.
Perhaps you can tell the class what statehood means to you.
If you have any respect for the relationship you shared with Elena...
...and distribute it throughout the Confederate Army.
I don't wanna go. I'm having so much fun.