Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

If I was your wife...
And why is that?
Go to bed.
Just take the damn thing before I die and ruin your terrace.
- Where's the birthday girl? - Transforming herself.
Or anyone else.
This is expensive.
- I'm sorry. - She must be on the terrace.
Isn't it an election year in the wild west?
I don't know what to say.
Who taught you to be so unforgiving?
Too late.
She's a smart woman.
Pooled by an old gold ring?
Well, if you must, you must.
A marriage takes your whole heart.
- She's older than I thought. - Look. Watch.
I've begun too many romances out of sentiment.
These are pretty.
Bury a real secret and a false one pops up in its place?
Tell him to wait. I'll see you tonight.
bats her eyes logingly every passing pair of trou.
Life's a gamble, Stella.
For your information, I'm always in love.
Not now.
Do you think she'd look at you if you were poor?
Come on.
People change. You might feel differently.
I wish you'd told me before I ordered the Bordeaux.
If desire had an antidote, it would be those pontoons of hers.
You're absolutely right.
Lady Plymdale, so good of you to come.
You married the wrong man, that's all.
It's very pretty. Thank you.
We can talk in the morning.
What have you been up to?
- I'm leaving you? - I'll prepare your bill.
Pragmatist? Twenty years, and not a word.
eating fish, literally just off the boat...
Too much rouge and not enough clothing.
Every day you wake up and the room is smaller.
The Romans call it "The Land of the Sirens..."
- Good to see you. - Lovely party.
I feel every time he's kissed me it's filthy.
- Erlynne. - Erlynne.
Come and see the paintings.
I thought my husband had more taste.
I can tell you. He's very conservative.
We almost fell.
Well, if we're always guided by other people's thoughts...
Surely not. Probably be two more at least.
Well - that's it then.
Oh, what's his name?
A little misunderstanding.
I won't hear any more words said against her.
Swear it on whatever you hold sacred.
It's too unpleasant. And you waste your energy.
It's my brother's wife and her friend, Lady Plymdale.
I'm meeting Lord Augustos.
I'd have expected more from John, though. Tuppy's his friend.
Why you giving up your chance of marriage to save mine?
Yes, of course.
Is there going to be a lion tamer, or is it just the usual clowns?
What? What?
It's the best glove shop in the city.
it would destroy her.
Is that so? Aren't you clever?
Suppose I marry you, and in a year your investments go sour.
You're lovely.
Do you know what I find worse than being talked about?
You pretend to be bad, but...