Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Johanna
The ladies will greatly appreciate it, sir.
But a seaside wedding could be devised
We learn, Johanna, to say
But the ungrateful child has broken my heart.
Oh, God! He's got an appointment with his tailor!
At last, my room is complete again!
Life is for the alive, my dear.
l've circled the place a dozen times. There's no way in. lt's a fortress.
Are a wonder
Ghosts.
Nothing's gonna harm you
-And who are we to deny it in here? -And who are we to deny it in here?
Now a pussy's good for maybe six or seven at the most
l was half convinced l'd waken
Slow, love, slow Time's so fast
-What is this? -What is this?
Beware her, sir. She with no pity in her heart.
In our cozy retreat Kept all neat and tidy
lf you'll indulge me, sir, what is that exotic aroma?
The winner is Todd!
Yes, I lied 'cause I love you!
-Down by the sea -Anything you say
Mr. Todd?
You need never again have a worry or care
Such a nice plump frame What's his name has
Think about it
By the seaside By the beautiful sea
Eat them slow 'cause that's the lot and now we've sold it!
since you no longer find my company to your liking.
It's nothing but crusting
In a year or so? Don't you want to know?
Mind you, I can hardly blame them
Mr. T? Can l ask you a question?
Close the door. Get you a nice lovely pie.
And in that darkness when l'm blind With what I can't forget
Mr. Todd?
Is learn forgiveness and try to forget
l should know, l make them But good? No!
Trust me, dearie, it's gonna take a lot more than ale to wash that taste out.
Glad as always to oblige my friends and neighbors
A barber, my lord, of skill
Pretty as her mother?
No good hiding, I saw you
lndeed he does, but l see no lady.
Yes.
-l'm fine! -Johanna
SEEMS AN AWFUL WASTE
There was a barber and his wife
And I'm telling you them pussycats is quick
You can have my oath, sir 'Tis unique
PC
l told myself the sailor was lying,
How long till Pirelli gets back?
Revenge can't be taken in haste
We'll take the customers that we can get
Once he goes to court, l'm going to slip into the house,
There it is, there it is, the unholy smell
that's the throat to slit, my dear.
Bedlam.
lt was yellow hair you was looking for, sir?
-Will serve those down below! -Will serve those down below!
You're gone, and yet you're mine
Half the fun is to plan the plan?
You will be welcome, Beadle Bamford.
Dancing Pretty women!
Will Beadle Bamford be the judge?
l have sailed the world Beheld its wonders
Well, then, if you're British and loyal You might enjoy Royal Marine
Strange though,
Well, if he didn't do it,
'Tis your delight, sir, catching fire From one man to the next
-I'm your friend, too, Mr. Todd -Come, let me hold you
-There with you, there -They're there
No, please!
These premises are hardly prepossessing,
Sweeney's waiting! l want you bleeders.
Boy drinks like a sailor.
For a while, but in time
The £5.
And then l saw them both running down the stairs.
that she was beautiful
-Blowing out their candles or -Blowing out their candles or
Even you, Mrs. Lovett Even l
Now then, my friend
She speaks only of you. Longing for forgiveness.
What's my secret? Frankly, dear, forgive my candor
she did, never said that she died
Keep it off your boots, sir Eats right through
and you go get us some toffees?
Fogg's Asylum.
ls everything all right, Mr. Todd?