Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What a pleasure to see you. Miss Dashwood, how can I...?
Lovers' quarrels are swift to heal. That letter will do the trick.
Penniless women prey on that type.
I hope you have left Mrs. Ferrars well.
Marianne, please try.
It's so hard. My only comfort has been the constancy of his affection.
Dear ladies! Upon my word! Here you are!
He made us all believe he loved you.
Miss Dashwood.
It is too ridiculous. When is a man safe from such wit, if infirmity does not protect him?
The sight of you is all the pleasure it has afforded.
Colonel Brandon is the most eligible bachelor in the county.
And we cannot deprive Mrs. Jennings of all her company.
Hello, colonel.
For the money.
"Dear Madam,
You must think me strange to ask.
Oh. Well...
Colonel.
Or a Ferrars? Go to bed.
I am the soul of discretion
that looks on tempests and is never shaken.
Have you missed me, Pigeon? Very much, ma'am.
If his regrets are half as painful as mine, he will suffer enough.
What a disappointment. Your business won't detain you for long, I hope?
Mrs. Dashwood, Miss Dashwood, Miss Marianne.
Marianne is reading them out. And which are your favourites?
Excuse me.
Why did you not come up to the park first?
tell you about my education.
I am sorry.
Yes, your coldness.
Lady Olivia POOTER
Conceive how comfortable they will be!
we should be foolish to assume there would not be many obstacles
No, it will not rain. When you say so, it always does.
No! I cannot force a confidence from Marianne. Nor should you.
The sooner she is acquainted with the ways of the world, the better.
How is the invalid?
What a pity you're late. You have not heard our songbird.
Let me find it.
It's not serious. I felt the bone, and it's sound.
Marianne, can you play something else?
If anyone finds out, it will ruin him. Promise me you'll not tell a soul.
Wait.
Come along, my dears.
With you in the room?
Everyone else was. Mrs. Jennings is not "everyone."
There's a parcel arrived.
May I present my brother-in-law, Mr. Robert Ferrars.
Fetch some tea.
He's a dear boy. We're all very fond of him.
I do not know what I'd do if a man treated me with so little respect.
This morning? Almost this moment.
It adjoins this property. Quite so.
If I don't have you married by Michaelmas, it will not be my fault.
You can't feel as calm as you look.
Decent shot. There's not a bolder rider.
Do sit down for two seconds.
We've none of us any secrets here.
Why hasn't he come? He says he's busy, dear.
If only you would stop.
I have not offended you? On the contrary.
Miss Dashwood.
If I had any money to spare, I should build one myself.
No messages at all? No cards? None.
Oh, there you are, Miss Dashwood. Come and meet little Thomas.
Are you hurt? Agh!
with regard to his profession.
Had I only found another way home.
He said he'd come.
Reveal your beau. Reveal him, I say.
For shame, Willoughby. Can you wait for our invitation?
You idiot!
and might have learned to rank his pocketbook above his heart.
Miss Marianne, Margaret...
Does it follow that, had he chosen me, he would have been content?
Sir John, your kindness... None of that! Hush, please!
I must speak to you.
were honourable.
Silently and with fear, enter the hearts of all that hear me this day.
Oh, Elinor, put them here.
Did Mrs. Ferrars seem well? She said she was vastly contented.
Frailty, thy name is Brandon.
Which will take precedence?
No, I've been a walk. You need another.
Ah! Marianne!
One not inclined to exaggeration.
Acquaintances from the country.