Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

drifting down towards Trafalgar Square.

An exchange of views.

It happens to us all.

- Was that the one about dwarfs? - Yes, it's short.

♪ Just like old Svengali's ♪

We were thinking of tying a ribbon round him for you.

♪ Her voice was soft and cool ♪

I don't know. Possibly.

Ran for the hills. I hear Moroccan hills.

You're just stupid. Go on. Get out.

Well, he's got another thing coming.

My advice would be to escape while you still can.

- All yours, ma'am. - For me?

Did you mean it?

♪ Please don't bother Trying to find her ♪

I'm sure it was her.

Oh, really? Yes, that's... Oh!

No shock lasts longer than 48 hours.

His charity work for the disabled,

if someone from inside the firm

as well as pretty fingers?

we'll see it isn't a crack, but a chasm,

Said she had something important to discuss.

Uh, which involves genealogical research,

Hands up anyone who thinks I'm wrong.

♪ And there's no one there ♪

♪ 'Cause she's playing all night ♪

There's too much appetite for the next shock.

How could matters get any worse? What more could possibly go wrong?

- Where are the children? - Nanny.

That's not just stupid, that's absurd.

♪ But not one like me can be found ♪

The Duke of Edinburgh and I would like that very much.

May I speak frankly, ma'am? As a friend?

You don't look fine.

For the record, I think there are many things you're good at.

♪ She's not there ♪