Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're in the wrong job, Miss Skerrett.
If you wish to make farmyard noises,
My dear, I did not want to wake you.
Oh, Lord.
Hallelujah
Er, the butler said that in the country
I wish I could endure it for you. But, Victoria, listen to me. Listen...
Let him do everything for you.
Power must be seen to come from me.
Affairs? Let Albert do them for you.
Oh, dearest Lehzen.
Because you may find that the people of, for instance, Staffordshire,
Well, she is "indisposed" out of her mouth.
the Prince must sing as he's being undressed.
It's wonderful.
Alas, I do not hunt.
No.
I do not promote the Prince. The man is a menace and a boor.
As we are presently unencumbered by other guests,
Now, luncheon.
Is it safe to announce?
Wellington's not too old to take the reins, you know.
..of her generation.
No, what I would prefer, Victoria,
A little wrigglepants, ma'am.
The Queen has requested a dish of bacon and peas.
It eliminates nausea.
I've work to do.
Hallelujah
Well, you are now my official taster.
Regulator controls the motion.
Why? Because these people like the Giffards
A dark coat. Brown boots. Tall hat.
Just be your charming self. They will adore you.
It is too silly of us to expect you to remain at table.
You count as alone.
The Lord Chamberlain, Your Majesty.
My Lord. This is my private time.
Apparently she still is.