Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Of course. I watched it, didn't I?

I won't give in, Murray.

Yes, you do. I saw you.

Right, goodbye.

Who's this you're discussing?

Ah, Mary. Dearest Mary.

He wouldn't know what to do beyond collecting dirty shoes outside the door.

Nonsense. Why not have a bite with us?

We're brothers-in-law with high-minded wives.

And what about you?

wrote anything that could suggest a desire to die.

She is like a homing pigeon.

On the contrary, it's a relief.

Including Larry?

I was so afraid I was going to be late.

- They've gone to bed. - So's Edith. And so should we.

Well, you see, to us,

Goat's milk. Fancy that.

I hope so, too.

Is there any way to shut him up?

You should buy a Downton wardrobe and leave it here.

Because I can't keep it.

but he strikes me as a very interesting addition to the family.

Are you really that tall?

So you're prepared to destroy us in payment for your destroying her?

There you are. I see you've said hello to Grandmama.

Why was it you wanted to see me?

In fact, we'd better turn him out or it'll be bad luck for tomorrow.

I'm going to ask her.

And to be honest, Molesley, I want to live more simply after the wedding.

I don't know what you mean.

Make notes on all the names.

Now, you've a great big motorcar all to yourselves. Just think of that.

I'd like to know where the new kitchen maid is, that's what you promised.

- when we were young. - Were you keen on him?

Matthew, do come on. The chauffeur's freezing to death and so am I.

You saved the day, really.

That's what Anna says.

He's interested in Irish repression! Like all of you!

I can't go through too many more dinners like last night.

Oh, "Not responding to my protest."

Well? What is it?

It's because of something Tom said.

We have the money.

A thief broke in, cooked an arsenic pie and forced her to eat it?

Yes, we do. We just don't give it power over us.

I thought it might be better if I moved down to the pub.

Edith, still no one special?

You can't have spent more than two hours in London.

Papa, what's the matter?

Not responding to my protest.

Then I'll decide what to do.

Much the same, really. Probably too much the same.

Can we? Please?

Hmm. Has he gone home to change?

Now, do you think you can get the notes done before my next visit?

How could you ever do that?

- You don't care about all that. - You're wrong. It's the stuff of my dreams.