Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I'll walk. - It might rain.
Any moment, Your Grace. Any moment.
Or we will.
Thank you for always being so sweet.
Well, he'll have to learn.
I'm not sure about the hat.
Mr Grey has given my brother-in-law something to make him appear drunk.
- Then Alfred must do it. - Alfred?
God, I'm sorry.
Don't you see what a difference this makes?
But we could run into Ripon and find some tails.
Did they lose your suitcase on the way over? How maddening for you.
I'm afraid Sybil's already made the Crawleys a permanent topic.
Probably nothing.
No, it wasn't me.
Don't be. You've got the skill and you've got the willingness.
But surely it doesn't matter now that they're getting married?
Please, Tom, we don't need to wear everyone out.
We won't be in the big house for long.
- Lady Mary won't mind. I'll pay. - Why would you do that?
The groom never sees the bride the night before the wedding.
Oh, thank God for you, anyway.
No, milady. I don't own a set of tails. Or a dinner jacket, either.
Forgive, perhaps. Forget, never.
to help get Britain back on its feet.
ls there any news of Sybil?
But when did...
An aristocrat with no servants is as much use to the county as a glass hammer.
Because I tell you this,
If there was anything you wanted me to tell you.
I don't doubt that the sun will rise in the east, either.
Why? Are you going somewhere?
and the line will be absorbed into the Canadian National Railway scheme.
If we're mad enough to take on the Crawley girls, we have to stick together.
Well, if you really want me.
Did you know about the new footman?
I've always thought of you as more of a butler who helps out as a valet,
- Settle down. - All right.
It'll need lifting a little here, milady. I'll move the buttons so.
I'm glad we have a wedding to celebrate.
How's the wedding going? I suppose it's costing the Earth.
How was it?
Hello, Mr Molesley. I got a message to call on Mrs Crawley.
Very eager.
Forgive, perhaps Forget, never
I wanted Sybil and her husband to be here for Mary's wedding, yes.
Which is all that matters. As I keep telling them.
Well, I'd be happy to be a valet, sir. Especially in the big house.
Well, to start with, I will need goat's milk in the mornings.
She's still not coming. She insists they can't afford it.
I suppose you agree with Robert.
I thought they confiscated the profits of murder.
You put something in his drink, didn't you? Just before we came in.
yes, we're very happy together.
- And? - He's never been heard of since.
It's nothing to bother you with.
Unless you break it up and sell it off piecemeal.
Now, I think we should check the pudding, Daisy. Don't you agree?
What I see is a good man, milady.
Why? What's the matter? Am I not being polite enough?
Well, that's the last of them. Where are the others?