Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Pisa. - Oh, Pisa!
...'tis not the same.
Does Mrs Haydon find herself faring well?
Oh, Mr Turner, I am quite overwhelmed.
At least my work does not represent self-portrait as ass.
Your own dear daughter's funeral.
Oh, there. You come here on your holidays, then?
- And how are you faring? - Very well, thank you.
Oh... Mr Mallard.
Oh, my! These are breathtaking, are they not?
Your order came.
October ain't quite come round the corner yet, has it?
- How so? - They are bequeathed,
Now, that I do remember, Mr Mallard. And will you take a biscuit?
We had a ploughing competition last spring
I am struck by the column of bright white,
By the half-blushing mark on each hill
...with a modicum of regret
He's heading for a fall.
Right arm as thus.
expose your breasts,
Gentlemen, might I request that you close the shutters, please?
- The camera? - Yes, sir.
...by its own dullness,
♪ Here the rose that decks thy door
- Years ago. - Who do you speak of, Daddy?
to witness so glorious a crepuscular time of day?
this month a guest of quality, rank and fashion.
Why, certainly, sir.
Hey, Daddy!
The planets and the stars,
and I am greatly honoured to make your acquaintance.
I shall cogitate upon it
I have a painting presently with the King at Windsor.
Oh, do stop that prattling laughter, Mr Carew!
We should be glad of your company.
She was a lunatic.
- Five pound' - 'Tis my reference and deposit.
Thank you, Mr Turner.
Oh!
Open wide.
Oh! Sticky.
Oh, my! What have we here?
Forgive me, sir, but I beg to differ.
Shortly you shall witness a rainbow passing through it.
Then the heathens cudgelled him to death and deposited him in a sewer.
Well, no, I cannot.
The suffering she must have seen.
Master of Chancery.
Well...
As in camera obscura?
I found you a small bowl, sir. I hope this do suit your requirements.
- Champagne? - No, no.
Refund of balance on departure' That suit you, madam?
100,000 pounds.
Flanders, still as flat as a witch's tit.
To the British nation, sir.
Imbecile.
- Playful as you wish. - Thank you.
Breathe out
- And you, sir? - Beg your pardon?
A dirty, yellow mess.
- 'Tis done? - It is finished, sir.
I'm astounded you have all your paraphernalia
Crook your knee.
Can never be loo salty for me, madam.
Now, let us allow nature to take its course.
Indeed.
My wealth derives from tricking knaves
I myself am presently engaged in the tutoring of my children.
I may swim.
You shall have to forgive the whip-crack of my knees.
Haydon, I am hard... hard set
Who has made these assurances?
Indeed, sir, by which I am much humbled.
- Indeed I shall, sir. - Good day, Mr Mallard.
Sports an elegant nostril, does he not, Sir John?
...brightness and...
Turner, I am offering you a price you will never see again.
Oh.
You will have what I choose to give you, sir.
Was it a pleasant trip?
One repels the immediate ray.
wind.
Oh... I do know'ee.
Sadly... I cannot give him my support.
Well, I do hope you'll be most comfortable here, Mr Mallard.
Haydon.
Well, Mr Mallard is suffering from bronchitis.
Unbelievable.
And yet we do enjoy fine gooseberries in Scotland,
We all miss you in Margate.
Do you take landscapes with your contraption?
Poor creature.
I was vexed to learn you been entertaining concerns, old Dadda.
Oh, there.
In addition to the five?
to your companion pieces that grace our drawing room.
Oh, there.
...it's reflections of objects appear more possible.
To which do you find yourself the more partial,
So bad! Look at your messings.
No, no. Got to gel on now. Got to get on now.
- But still, the man can paint. - For sure, he can paint a Haydon.
Paper.
Merely a gentle holding brace, sir.
That is correct, sir.