Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

# His horse is blacker than a vole

Let there be joy and celebration.

— My Lord? — What?

Soon we'll have Spain in our grip.

# Good folk, lock up your son and daughter

to cherish and to delight,

Percy, what are we up to today?

— in the traditional Swiss manner? — No, My Lord.

I am already engaged.

Are there any Hungarian Princesses in the castle?

Look more like dog bites to me.

(Edmund laughs)

Is it the Russian royal family,

(Percy and Baldrick howl like dogs)

Except perhaps the Duke of Beaufort.

Now, Edmund, what he like?

That sounds all right.

Have you ever seen anyone so seething with jealousy?

I wish to entwine him in my broad thighs.

At least there are no living witnesses to the contrary.

The answer of course is, Chiswick, Spain!

(Percy) Ch! Oh! oh!

— Well, this is nice. — Yes.

(Infanta) Edmundo? Edmundo, amor mio.

She comes to the door and you meet her disguised

Come, let your tongue dive into the moat of my mouth,

I see. And what about it?

— Yes, My Lord. — Good. Excellent.

And with other men. But, oh, when they do come to the women,

Oh, well, yes, maybe you're right.