Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I can barely remember what happened last week.
You're an accused rapist, twice over.
I let things slide. I…
I'm tired.
Whatever it is, it wouldn't be admissible at this stage anyway.
About everything. The future.
Why don't we just enjoy the rare fact
-[James] I hope in time you'll be able to. -Not your affair.
[girl laughing]
No.
[Sophie] Cheers!
[breathing heavily]
Unshakeable.
After she showed me that bruise.
[car alarm blaring]
[clattering]
between the way you do those things to me were less than fun to hear.
Anything. Sure.
with a married man,
[students talking indistinctly]
The Oxford police making inquiries about my client.
[journalists clamouring]
-Oh, sweet pea! -Good to see you.
[Brian] So this jury analysis you've been conducting
[breathing heavily]
Do I have to defend myself against your nightmares as well now?
[Holly breathing heavily]
[bell rings]
[Krystyna] Uh, just Rocky Road.
Richard, forgive me, but--
Really?
But our power imbalance is in the past.
[dramatic music playing]
-You are such a mucky pup. -[Sophie] Bit of a spill.
[James grunting]
-[girl 2] Morning, Sophie. How are you? -Morning.
tweaked and poked her.
[train screeching]
Just now.
[breathing heavily]
[whispering] Holly?
She needed a friend and knew I would be discreet.
I beg your pardon?
-That's when Holly left. -I don't give a fuck about Holly!
But Grey Shirt Guy is definitely on our side.
No surprise if you feel a bit wobbly.
[clattering]
♪ One night ♪
[Holly screaming]
Miss Lytton's, affair with James Whitehouse?