Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Me
It is only getting first into a steamer and then a train.
Come on, I insist. The ground will do for me.
- You're being ridiculous. - I'd have held back if Cecil was different.
This meat has surely been boiled.
Monteriggioni is not only quaint,
- He asked my permission also. - Whatever did you say?
Whatever does it mean?
- Are you all right? - Oh, yes.
Mother, I shall have our children educated just like Lucy.
Might I impose and wait here for Mrs. Honeychurch?
George is so sorry.
He wants you for a possession, to look at like a painting or an ivory box.
is untroubled by the snares of anatomy and perspective...
- I'm here as a tourist. - Indeed?
Why? Why Greece?
Miss Catharine, you have flowers in your hair.
You mean to marry that man?
This isn't very kind of you two. You have each other and poor Charlotte...
An American of the best type. So rare!
It's not the rheumatism, it's my boy.
Something to own and to display.
Go and see if she's at Mr. Beebe's.
Is it not odd that she should play Beethoven with such passion and live so quietly?
Lucy would like to join them as far as Athens.
I get one thing tied up and another thing falls over.
I'll write to them, and if you'd also send a word?
You've scored off Sir Harry, but at my expense.
And here he is preaching to the bishops.
Mr. Beebe, you sound like Miss Lavish.
I'd like that.
- Under a Loggia by Eleanor Lavish. - Eleanor Lavish!
Must he sneer and spoil everyone's pleasure?
And that man insulted me again behind Cecil's back.
Afar off, the towers of Florence.
For a character in your novel?
- Open to what, Miss Lavish? - To physical sensation.
- He meant to be kind. - I know how to deal with these people.
Well, of course you may, Cecil.
Certainly. A highly suitable addition to our little community.
...it will be very exciting, both for us and for her.
It's disgusting, brutal!
Look out!
- Mr. Emerson is so tactless. - But he meant to be kind.
'No place on earth as glorious as this where love is spoken face to face.
Then, let's go home.
All unobserved, he came to her. Isn't it immortal?
There's a time for keeping quiet and there's a time for speaking out.
She has broken off her engagement.
They seldom keep their exploits to themselves.
- And Mr. Floyd, a friend of Freddy's. - I insist I pay for my cab.
- Wasn't it any good? - It's lovely, dear.
Would your mother spare you?
- Do I have to? - No, of course not.
I thought you'd be the first to go to Mother and say Lucy must go to Greece.
Listen, Lucy. Three split infinitives.
Towns, rivers, palaces, all mixed up in an inextricable whirl.
They're all peasants, you know. Come along.
it means nothing must hinder us ever again.
Ah, Mr. Eager, good morning.
- Have some tea. - What about Mr. Floyd's ten shi...?
It's a special collection. I forget what for, but I beg,