Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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