Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, you don't.
Anything you say
Oh, that was many years ago
There's little point in dwelling on the past
-There, there, dear. Calm down. -No, l had him!
l feel
You'll soon drip precious
l am Mr. Sweeney Todd of Fleet Street.
You, sir? No one's in the chair. Come on, come on.
-I'm your friend and now you're mine -Till now your shine...
Alms for a desperate woman
I'll steal you
Hyde Park is that way, young sir!
Here we are, hot out of the oven.
And he's got your daughter.
He's been so good to us.
I know why nobody cares to take them
Hush, darling, there's no need for this.
And she was beautiful
l like to see a man with a healthy appetite.
-Slow down, son. -Yes. l'm sorry.
There. Drink it down.
Liked to gorge himself to bloatation, he did.
Davey Collin's the name when it's not professional.
We've got her.
Come in.
-Lucy... -Said she took a poison
Next time, it'll be your pretty little brains all over the pavement.
Making mock of the vermin in the lower zoo
-and most delectable thing? -God watches over us
Awful lot of fat
My ward
So, it is you,
But there's no place like London
City on fire!
Mr. T?
Though it is my earnest wish ever to temperjustice with mercy,
ln these once familiar streets l feel shadows everywhere.
Still got to keep an eye on the household expenditure.
Johanna,
"Lol" he said
I am in the dark beside you
Are we standing in an open trench?
You are a Paragon of Integrity.
-Don't they shine beautiful? -...was merely silver
Ready!
That lad is drinking me out of house and home.
That'll gain you access. And then you take her.
Johanna!
To make-a the bristle Clean like a whistle
Only where it sat
Go, quickly, go!
in London go to obtain their hair?
Seems like the Fates are favoring you at last, Mr. T.
Spic and span, that's my motto.
Mercy no, sir, look closer You'll notice it's grocer
Will be yours
Or should l run down the street to me old pal, Beadle Bamford?
Right you are, sir would you like a drop of ale?
In these once familiar streets, l feel shadows everywhere.
-l'd be twice the wife she was! -Lucy...
Shadows?
Tell you why, Mrs. Lovett Tell you why
Johanna
That's nice, dear.
nor any other man shall ever set eyes on her again.
Though l am here on official business.
Then they leave
There was another man who saw
His name is Todd, my lord, and he is the very last word in barbering.
Come on.
You wouldn't mind if l gave it a nice juicy meat pie, would you?
Fifteen years.
All right! You, sir. How about a shave?
l'll steal
Oh, that's Johanna, his pretty little ward.
We could have a life, us two.
And she was beautiful
-Splendors you never -Splendors you never
What we do for pretty women!
Well, ladies and gentlemen That aroma enriching the breeze
Mrs. Lovett, how I've lived without you All these years I'll never know!
More than love, sir
Don't you love the weather by the sea?
that's gonna come poking around looking for him.
l have them all here. Drawings of them.
Witch! Witch! Smell it, sir An evil smell
-Pretty women, sir! -Pretty women, sir!
Only lard and nothing more Is thatjust revolting
lt would be to our mutual interest