Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mrs Ruskin... it will come.
No matter.
Oh, yes, indeed. All the way from Chelsea.
Gawd's truth!
Mr Coleman? I do remember he.
viewed by the public,
'Twill be somewhere. We can look for it later.
Shall I make it do a wee dance?
- An elephant? - He's in there somewhere.
...with the utmost respect,
Perhaps even more so. Is it not, Father?
- Good evening, Miss Coggins. - Your Lordship, Turner.
♪ I have lovers in plenty come hitherto woo...
What did you say?
Pleasant trip?
Damn fine spectacle this year, Billy.
White is the power of good, black is the devil.
Oh...
Crystal pane upon crystal pane,
and if you have affairs to attend to in this world
- Canvases? - He put 'em downstairs for me.
- Are you teasing me, Mr Turner? - By no means, madam.
I thank you, Captain Jones.
Your Majesty.
And what is the purpose of the small piece of paper?
May I peruse it?
Will you take some more cheek?
A song of lost love.
Do not you tire of boats and the fiery firmament?
- Pronti. What do we need? - An ounce of chrome yellow.
♪ Remember me
- Are you seeking lodgings? - Indeed I am.
I said he wasn't finished.
Oh.
- As are we, Daddy. - True.
Ooh...
Can you explain your rendition?
Sublime but contradictory yet harmonious.
Well, you been chafing your old pedestals for naught, Daddy.
Turner, this is perverse.
They're by the door here.
Oh, goodness me! No, I hope not.
- I wish you good day, sir. - I wish you good day, sir.
The metal could contaminate the experiment.
Is he handsome?
Ah, precisely, sir. The camera.
'Tis nice to have a bit of company for a change.
It's passed. I've got to get on.
which in turn contrasts with the presence of God,
Oh, it's Hannibal crossing the Alps.
Gentlemen, a toast.
- Dues it hurt? - Not in the slightest, I assure you.
Ah, Mr Turner.
Better yet, taken it out of this building and thrown it in the Fleet.
I received the accolade from the King for painting portraits.
- Ah, the majesty of mystery. - Indeed,
Preposterous!
It is purchasable.
were I to set light to the house
- This will be the finish of me! - 50 pounds!
the clouds and the air,
- Please, come through' - Jonesy.
- Oh! Good afternoon. - Good afternoon, madam.
Indeed. I shall catch the midday train from Charing Cross.
Mr Turner.
I do thank ye, sir.
What principles have you applied other than those that I gave...?
Do not forget your other daughter, sir,
Scrape 'em out.
Good day to you, sir.
- What can I do for you today? - Well, let me see.
♪ Where none have place
is something quite other.
Rubens, the triptych.
Mrs Somerville, you are what you are.
- Remember? - Remind me.
Nothing comes from nothing, madam.
- Commissioned by the King. - Is that so?
Yes!
but in wintertime I have known the whole of Marine Terrace down here
- Shh-sh-sh. - No, indeed not, sir.
Your days are numbered
I ought to have told her afore.
why you were never accepted here, Mr Haydon.
- Lord Nelson's flagship, the Victory. - Indeed.
Quite so, the mysterious force of gravity.
This does not sit well with me, Turner.
For which we prescribe the three Bs:
whom you have deigned to neglect these past two years.
They hang us where they will, Pickers. Take a guzzle of brown sherry.
You can see the whole world on the Thames.
I been down on my knees and praying you was safe.
When he stoops to drink the water goes down.
Now, let me peruse you.
The vapours in this room are most noxious to a child's lungs.
Last month in the King's Bench Prison in the company of debtors,
Er... no, sir. I do not come here a seeker after charity or pity.
- Will you take a dish of tea, Mr William? - Oh, thank ye, Hannah.