Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[man] That's right.

Sensuality... We won't go there! [laughs]

and are willing to treat us as equals.

-[man] Thank you, sir. -[Bobby] Fantastic.

Like a neglected provincial hotel.

What? Was this agreed?

Adeane here. Put him through.

[drums playing]

Well, Patrick had dinner at the Radziwills' last week,

from eleven o'clock until midday.

I think we both know the answer to that question.

[stuttering] Ma'am, custom dictates

[TV reporter] Here he is arriving in Paris...

No, stop it! It's rented.

Always important, I think, when choosing a gown

-Why? What did she do? -Dazzled le tout Paris.

[gates creaking]

[man] I'll go get the jump leads; the engine's packed in.

Into whose arms?

Oh, I quite understand.

And for the moment, I return you to Radio Newsreel in London.

Anyway, in terms of protocol, isn't it my right, as your husband,

And what you just did in Ghana.

[Philip] She's asked to be alone.

[clock chiming]

that the bell only be rung--

-Where do you think she's going? -Lord knows.

There's ice in those veins when there needs to be.

Why don't you send me?

[Daniel] Pull! Pull!

For goodness' sake.

-It's possible that I misheard. -Yes.

And the greatest of British queens. In her own mind, anyway.

I'd like to know what was said.

Senegalese or Malians,

Didn't you say how unhappy she was?

in changing a significant matter of foreign policy.

[Philip] Elizabeth! What's happened?