Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Leave me be, Rose.
it would seem our efforts were not in vain.
You have no idea what it--
[Marina wails]
No. It will be straight home tonight, instead.
Look at the children, then. Go on.
Are we not attending the ball this evening?
Would you like to join me?
It is a lovely heirloom.
The ice flavors here are divine, yes, but, well, perhaps the two of us--
on English shores.
Stop calling me that.
[townsfolk chattering]
I was hoping to see you today.
serene.
-Well, I certainly cannot tell you. -Why not?
and I have not yet spoken to a soul…
You are the viscount.
-Are you spying on me now? -[chuckles]
Now she will look up at him, ever so quickly,
[aria singing continues]
You are a meddlesome little wench,
Lord Hardy was asking about you at White's last night.
[horse neighs]
Miss Thompson, how lovely to see you back with us.
-Your vindictiveness is noted-- -The duke has not called on me.
Indeed, I can.
It would be an honor, Your Highness.
We were never friends.
How wonderful, Lord Tompkins.
Are you sure there are no gentlemen lingering about the gallery?
Find a young lady to act impressed.
Watch as Miss Cowper lowers her eyes.
-Before I corrupt you any further-- -Corrupt me?
One diamond in particular seems quite immune…
You say that as if reading were a bad thing.
[Daphne plays piano slowly]
We have done what is right and what is best,
What, perchance,
of deciding the bounds of my own propriety.
Make certain you place the letters just the way we found them
-I seem to have done it, Bridgerton. -Done what?
First thing in the morning,
I wish to leave. Do what you must to expedite matters.
and then allow her fan to slowly sweep across her bosom
I was wondering if you might do me the honor of a dance tonight.
I should think it an odd choice of color for me.
If Lady Danbury is to be believed, this one was a favorite of my mother's.
Restraint is not among Lord Featherington's skills.
[chuckles ironically] Though I must say,
Miss Mary Egglesfield. She's meant to be quite the reader.
I have acquired two more since.
on my face all day.
It's much too cold.
The Duke of Hastings, I hear,
So, tell me, my lord, do you prefer the city or the country?
-Thank you. -Okay.
cressida Swooned
-[Granville] Hmm. -Mr. Granville, I--
And more's your good fortune.
Not one sibling.
my mother will reside with me and my new bride.
That is because, like all of these paintings,
He is here to tell every lady the very same thing.
You cannot fault me for being doubtful of your intentions.