Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

For a moment there, l thought you'd lost your marbles.

Either accept my challenge, or reveal yourself as a sham.

Nothing's gonna harm you Not while l'm around

And Turpin is her guardian. He's a judge of some sort.

You are young Life has been kind to you

Even harder than the worst pies in London

Looks thicker More like vicar

Nothing there sings Not even my lark

We gotta find the Beadle and get the law here!

-Is it really good? -Sir, it's too good, at least

Tell it to the Beadle and police as well Tell them! Tell them

Does her business but I noticed something weird

Of course, sir.

Only take a moment.

And l was thinking, but for you, l'd be there now.

The stink of evil, from below, from her! Oh, she's the Devil's wife.

He recognized me from the old days. Tried to blackmail me.

And we're together

-Sì, sì, sì. Whatever you want. -Come on, lad.

I'll send them howling, I don't care I got ways

Would you like to see?

You can have your pick, sir Of the girls

They figured she had to be daft you see

I will have vengeance

I don't know, though What do you think?

But not for long

you shall surely see me there before the week is out.

when we're free of this place all the ghosts will go away.

-you're warm in my hand -You grow warm in my hand

Seems an awful waste

So soft, so young so lost and, oh, so beautiful

You've a room over the shop here?

-Pretty women, yes! -Pretty women, yes!

Does Pirelli's stimulate the growth, sir?

Would you like a bit of bay rum, sir?

Breathing lightly

How seldom it is one meets a fellow spirit.

-You can move in here, Mr. Todd -Soon you'll know

Nor it can't be traced

Maybe not like l dreamed.

High-born and low, my love

There, there, somebody, somebody look up there. Didn't I tell you?

Pop in the meat. Give it a good grind.

You see, there's been some complaints about the stink from your chimney.

l keep the blondes in here.

Furthermore, Signor, l have serviced no kings,

Adopted her. Like his own.

l'd like me five quid back, if you don't mind.

Smile for the gentleman and you shall have a sweetie.

Yes, yes, I know, my love

Nothing's gonna harm you No, sir, not while l'm around

-That one there has the shade l need. -Come, child.

l beg your indulgence, Anthony.

Excellent, My Friend

-Be another pie in it for you, l'm sure. -No, l should stay here.

-Johanna -Johanna

So, how'd you end up with that dreadful ltalian?

l'll be right back to you. Half an hour and we'll be free.

By the sea, Mr. Todd Where there's no one nosy

Would you say you were practiced, boy?

Now, where shall l cut?

And since we're careful to pick and choose,

Well, l can't say the years have been particularly kind to you, Mr. Barker.

The fastest, smoothest shave is the winner!