Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Where is Rowan Morrison?
Where?
- How long has she been dead? - Oh, six or seven months.
♪ I'll not want
Good day to you, sir. I'm the harbour master.
Mrs Morrison, I don't know if you know it or not,
It was only eight months ago. Surely you remember if it was that girl or not.
down to the beach below the stones,
I'd be most grateful if you'd let me know.
- What? - It's very simple. Let me show you.
[Woman groaning with pleasure]
Wh-what religion c-c-can they possibly be learning,
I'm sure Rowan is most happy with it. Do you not think so, Lord Summerisle?
I see you plant trees on most of the graves here.
♪ Fair maid, says he, your kettle's cracked
I expect you'll be going home tonight?
You, uniquely, were the one we needed.
Now, all of you, just wait and listen to me.
♪ And springs the wood anew
Not one of them kneels to another,
♪ Gently, gently, gently, Johnny
- He brought me up... - He brought you up to be a pagan!
♪ Grows the seed and blows the mead
Did you find the girl?
Game? What game?
[Sighs heavily]
Sergeant, if I were you, I would go back to the mainland.
which means, of course, there is no death certificate.
You must, of course, do as you see fit, Sergeant.
If the crops fail, Summerisle,
in order that we may furnish them with renewed power
Now, in he goes!
to fire, to water, to animals.
[All] Chop! Chop! Chop!
a martyr's death.
We seem to have lost our torch-bearing friends.
[Door bell tinkles]
Aye, aye, well, we'll see about that.
♪ I put my hand on her thigh
they'll be arrested as accomplices to murder.
Before marriage.
♪ Mm-hm, the midday sun
♪ But I sing of a baggage that we all adore
have it transported to the mainland for a pathologist's report.
♪ The Lord's my shepherd
and as a Christian, I hope for resurrection.
- I've found her. - Splendid.
- What do you think you're doing? - Searching every house
♪ And from that boy there was a man And for that man there was a grave
[Howie] Does she? Do you think she'll be coming back for tea?
"'most complex of all the symbolic figures,
reproduction without sexual union.
I'm away to change. We can't do without Punch.
♪ For me
I'd stay there until tonight, if I was you!
We don't commit murder up here. We're a deeply religious people.
♪ And from that man there was a seed And from that seed there was a boy
as symbolising the generative force in nature.
"'Six swordsmen follow these figures
You flatter me, your lordship.
Lord Summerisle, I am interested in one thing: the law.
[Doorbell tinkles]
You know her? Her name is Rowan Morrison.
♪ Much has been said of the strumpets of yore
Girls, could I have your attention, please?