Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You never had a paying job.
- I should be getting home. - You'll take a cigar, surely?
she has the freedom to do likewise.
Your sack of bricks. You carry it.
I thought he left after you, signora.
Share mine, then.
The last is very much the worst. The last is a real tragedy.
I never use that word. I'm not sure what it means.
We'll always tell each other the truth?
to know Mr. Hopper from Austr·lia.
In her bedroom.
Would you wear it?
And they speak loudly.
Opera makes me feel so romantic.
A kind, caring mother, who loves and watches over her.
- There's the girl. - Take Windemere to the club.
Then one morning, you open your eyes...
Good day.
- Did you see her? - Don't.
I'd like to say goodbye to her.
Mrs Erlynne is a notorious Jezebel.
One door closes, another opens.
"Wait for me."
How many times have you been divorced, Tuppy?
You like to be the odd man out, do you?
You love each other! That's your truth.
- Could we walk? - Why not.
Yes, you are.
I'm not proud of being blackmailed...
It's late.
How very practical.
No, it's not for sale.
was not the only reason for my departure.
- Good evening, Mr Dumby. - Oh, good evening, Mrs Stutfield.
Windemere's fortune exceeds Tuppy's.
I can't think of anything I'd mind less.
Beautiful city.
She's my friend. Give her a discount.
Mrs Erlynne will see you upstairs.
You said you were my friend.
"I won't be long."
Mrs Erlynne has her own seats.
His engagement to Mrs Erlynne is off.
- I love you. - I love you.
Don't worry about them.
John?
You may need a friend one of these days.
I was trying to protect you, you have to believe me.
- I've no idea. - Meg's not here, is she?
Who?
He's very conscientious and I respect him for it.
So what are we drinking?
I have to go.
Come here.
Brazen - with a past.
"I'm going to ask her to marry me if she'll have me."
For I'm selling the thing
You were dozing. Go back to sleep.
She'd be so ashamed of me now.
Not for sale.
I'll pay it somewhere else. I want you on the first plane out tomorrow.
I think we should mind our own business.
You made a mistake, don't make it worse.
All of which is time well spent in my book.
I hope you're right.
Very clever woman.
Whenever anyone agrees with me, I'm sure I must be wrong.
Fine.
He told you to lie.
You don't look as if you're enjoying yourself.
We retreat and they block our escape.
At least, not among the women I've met, and I've met my share.
- What a small world. - And Mrs Winters on her right.