Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

now that, um, you have your dowry again.

The late duke never even deigned to read them.

-[chuckles lightly] -One does not approach Her Majesty.

Oh, we located him, ma'am,

I have pin money…

It can only be up to you.

Perhaps you might catch up with her.

I did. Last night, if you must know.

Go! It is a trap!

Dearest, you must see this as a rehearsal.

Charming chatting with you, Madame Delacroix.

It certainly has been an eventful season, what with Daphne and the duke,

the decision shall be left entirely up to me.

Lady Whistledown.

But knowing that the two of us made the choice to love

[inhales tremulously] I wish there was something, Mama.

Lady Featherington, what a pleasant surprise.

Your horses are the prettiest.

Does it matter? Portia, our problems are solved.

What I know is that you are lost.

What is this? And more importantly, how did you get it?

and angering loyal customers is not good.

-If you do this, if we do this, then-- -Then nothing else will matter.

I envisioned myself on your arm…

Should I lose, it's yours.

she's different. Is that it?

Mr. Crane, how delightful to make your acquaintance.

[Eloise] Pen! Look, the queen. She is here.

[announcer] Ladies and gentlemen, take your seats!

[both grunting, moaning]

I shall be there momentarily.

[Simon grunting]

Now, come. Show me what you've been learning all summer.

The viscount is ready to find and declare his intentions?

[Doctor] Very well.

You may think you are too damaged and too broken

As many now leave the city behind for greener pastures,

Did you hear that, Your Grace? And which young lady?

in any more unwanted arrangements or disingenuous schemes.

The match is about to begin!

We did not expect to see you here.

[sighs lightly]

-[driver exclaims] -[horses neigh]

-Siena, what are you doing? -What am I doing?

when Miss Mary Leopold secured a betrothal

I must admit, my brothers will think it odd if you do not.

[Lady Featherington] So, does that mean--

-Ensure she stays home tonight. -Eloise, not now!

I do not want to be alone.

[Lady Whistledown] The final ball of any season

[screaming in distance]

Are you enjoying your evening?

Unlike you, he does not wish for me to don some ridiculous gown

Or will one's future see the rarest accomplishment of all,

Go before you miss your chance.

[both gasping, laughing]

It still does not mean I want any of my own.

[Anthony] Does it matter?

What happened with Whistledown?

and we get through this…