Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yes, I suppose it could.

Right. You know, Bronwen called me

They most certainly are, darling.

Are you all right in there, darling?

in next week's sale.

Bronwen's college?

Good show, Martland!

Find, you said.

Barnyard Friends. A lovely Helen Allingham,

What's in it for me, as they say?

I will take your finger.

it is a matter of national security.

Ah, well done. Carry on.

What is that infernal thing on your lip?

Ambassador's residence in Moscow.

Excuse me. This is a crime scene.

and your flight leaves... Ah, now.

- Come on! - Twenty million, you swine!

There's more, there's more, there's more...

You have no idea what you're getting involved with.

Would you also like to make a bid?

in hushed tones to this very day.

we climb up the side

Yes. Where is the Goya?

And money changed hands.

This place is an absolute mausoleum on one's own.

You and your men have done

You will get used to it. I promise.

To a wealthy turkey farmer...

One hundred thousand pounds. Thank you, Sir Graham.

Very disappointing.

A bid from Lady Mortdecai, who seems to be

of unbelievable nastiness.

Well, we believe he entered the country

Massive, crushing debt.

You've touched a nerve.

and we will find that painting if it is the last thing we do.

I swallowed it.

Darling? Please?

In vague terms.

I will kill her.

Milton Krampf? The American?

- Yes. - I'm very sorry.

You won't be needing this anymore, will you?

500, ladies and gentlemen.

And it is customary in these situations

I couldn't say, sir!

I shall need a moment to think this through, I'm afraid.

The auction got it.

If it is money we need,

Well, good luck, mate.

Perish the vile thought. I couldn't possibly.

of the fairer sex do find it quite appealing.

This is not a breast in my hand!

Have we taken a wrong turn and arrived

Chatter is he's found a dashedly clever way

And now, moving on to Lot Six.

Her gardener gave me your name,

#Gruyere,chocolateyvinos finos

Crikey, man! The farmer's daughter?

of sexual intercourse,

Everyone knows you're broke.

You think poor Miss Fellworthy stumbled into something,

Well, if my men start asking questions,

What should I do now?

Sheik of Araby who seeks admission into your tent.

You're his dealer, so you have painting!

I do believe it was Maggie Thatcher

A quick aside about Jock.

So all I must do is show up,

Didn't take long for you to make a mess of things.

It's not even fully corked. It's a baby.

this fair land of the free!

you could make some inquiries.

Bronwen lied from the start.