Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, you can never have too much pleasure.
...features someone who has devoted herself
I wish I could have come.
Hey, McMoon, you got a visitor!
Or not. Or not.
And give a copy to the members for Christmas.
- You play so beautifully, Mr McMoon. - Ah!
One other thing.
Madam, are you alright?
Now, what do you say we grab ourselves a couple of Manhattans
It put Madam Florence into one of her excited moods.
But have I not stood by you?
But then she spoils us all.
with the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen.
It is not yours!
and it has caused a great deal of upset.
- No, no, no! - Thank you. Goodbye.
Oh, yes, alright.
<i>♪ It's very droll, I do declare</i>
<i>♪ I could not share them all again</i>
Well...
Oh, everybody, look who's here!
Good, good. Madam Florence is inordinately fond of sandwiches.
Page seven. Here, here, down below.
- How was Florence? - Magnificent.
Well, after the first half, I was pooped.
- I have a little gift. - Oh.
It's both or neither, Mr Wilson.
Wake up, wake up, wake up. Wake up!
in which people of note have expired.
Hmm.
<i>♪ Like a bird</i>
And I'm going to sing here.
Bed rest until your strength returns.
<i>♪ Ah, ha, ha! You amuse me</i>
<i>♪ Oh, how funny</i>
afforded Madam Jenkins."
Your friend Kathleen was most insistent that I stop by.
- would you mind not visiting?" - Oh, shut up.
Kathleen...
It would serve you to consume both with enthusiasm.
Sinatra entertained
Whoo!
Yes.
<i>♪ Ciel!</i>
Oh, good Lord.
if I'd never met Frank Jenkins.
Their bodies have been smashed, their minds torn to shreds.
Here! My briefcase. I want you to keep it close.
Hmm?
You're nothing but a jumped-up hack.
- Ha! - Hate the candles.
So he came here and became an actor.
Afternoon, Mr Bayfield.
Oh.
He sent me down here himself.
Well, let's just try and be happy tonight, eh?
- Marry me, blondie! - Over here! Here!
Darling, the concert was wonderful. How is Florence?
It's me.
Cheer!
and both times it was a complete disaster.
I'm s... I'm sorry.
I don't hear very well, but I just think Madam Florence is magical.
She's gone to powder her nose, Mr Bayfield.
- Scum. - Darling, ignore them.
Yes?
Clearly. I don't mean to pry, Mr Bayfield, but how is your own health?
Oh, my God.
The phone's been ringing off the hook with people wanting a copy.
I'm sorry, Baroness, what did you say?
Sometimes two.
Since I've been working so intensively with Florence,
Florence and I have always abstained.
Maestro Toscanini is here.
Raise the soft palate.
<i>Good.</i>
Oh. Isn't it a little early in the morning for <i>Lakmé,</i> Carlo?
and perfect technique, and it's... it's...
<i>♪ Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha!</i>