Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

but I am afraid I shall make a fearful hash of it.
I shoot.
And if you answer back using the word "future", I shall scream!
Good health.
They were surveying the railway, I think.
Well, if none of us has the moral courage to stand up to Peel,
She says, "No doctor", then she sends for the doctor...
But I am neighbour to the Giffards.
Remember Charlotte.
What if you had been killed?
but if I cock this mayonnaise...
This butler wants your master to look a fool.
and the Tories belong to you.
I am bilious. Quickly!
Did you make that just for me?
For you...I order a trip north.
A day of driven shooting, then.
The court rejoices in your news.
They're the beaters, sir. They're driving the birds towards us.
You know I famously have no taste, of course. I'm German.
What all men of honour must do, ma'am.
But? Your eyes are full of "but".
Her death in labour is the reason you're Queen.
Expeditions clearly agree with us.
You should be the champion of what is coming.
Ma'am.
The music, sir. It is very...well-constructed.
are created en masse in the factories.
It's revolting.
Albert doesn't know how to talk. He refuses to dissemble.
You might find it enlightening.
Yes. Anything in particular?
Her Majesty is quite the little jack-in-the-box.
You haven't eaten your beetroot, ma'am.
Are you randy for it?
It is such an insult.