Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sister, Father, Padua...
That's it. She's going to blow.
We only just arrived to woo and bewitch...
'Tis a sad state indeed.
...Petruchio did decide instead to kill her with kindness.
You may now kiss the bride.
Say that she shriek, why then I'll tell her plain...
Such wind as scatters young men through the world...
I merely come to tune your instrument.
...am therefore clearly dominant over you.
I am a gentleman of Verona, sir, and I come to--
Either way, 'tis no place for me.
Forty teenagers arrested at the Bach concert.
Go then, my friend, till we meet again...
Upstairs. First door on your right.
Either she be tamed but will still learn of this...
...and in such similar straits.
...my house, my toothbrush, my golf shoes--
-Respecting thee? -Respecting me.
...and am steadfast resolved to suck the sweets of sweet philosoph--
So away with us all. We've a wedding to attend.
And persist.
You buzz around like an angry bee. Better, as I look at you, a wasp.
...open heart and, of course, open purse strings.
-And now on to matters of great-- -No, no, no. After that.
And, if she hath no diseases, then healthily in Padua.
Good husband, how are we married?
...but by treating me with kindness once I was here.
It's a fine match. Fine match. Congratulations.
You captured me not by dragging me to thy house...
'Tis a duty thou must perform.
...their way to Bianca's wedding did Petruchio and Katherina make.