Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

More champagne.

It's my wedding ring, I never take it off.

A man should never buy his wife jewellery.

And people without principles, even better.

Gold looks right with everything. Just wear it. No-one has to know.

Tomorrow night? Nights after that?

you can't move.

How's that romantic?

Is that why you look so guilty?

- It's beautiful. - Do you like it?

I'm sure she wouldn't hold you to such a standard.

Her husband was so short-sighted, I thought.

Now I see uncle. He's with the american woman.

No, don't leave, I need to speak with you.

- Poor woman. - Oh, yes, very sad.

She was just leaving.

There aren't any women like you.

Mrs Erlynne is one of those women...

What are you talking about?

I'm not going to take that away.

Her hair turned quite gold with grief.

It's ridiculous on a woman at her age.

- It's the way I was raised. - In a convent?

- You have no redeeming vices. - I hope not.

- That's all there is to it. - Exactly.

What are you doing here? We had an agreement.

Benito was lifting all kinds of petticoats.

Is your husband with you? I'd love a man's opinion.

I have a very poor sense of direction.

That means everything to my life...

You shut your eyes to everything that isn't perfect...

and the room is so small...

I have an idea - shall we go for a walk?

Iook like mother and daughter, don't they?

I'll be all afternoon. I don't want you to waste the day.

that anything has really changed for us?

Oh, I know Robert. We've been married over a year.

So late in the season. I warned you.

You'll hurt me deeply if you refuse.

I just haven't met the right woman. Look at Cecil, still with Edna.

I did something very stupid last night.

and you'd be left very well-appointed.

Welcome. Have a great party.

Sometimes a third person is needed to lighten the load.

- I love you. - I love you, too.

There's a certain irony, you have to admit.

Meg. Something to remember her by.

Oh, let's go in. You can tell me more about it.

People say too much as it is.

Better than I thought.

And the only thing I can say in my defense is...

I only asked how she was.

My wife's birthday.

Look, it's terribly stuffy in here, I can hardly breathe.

Afraid we'll be seen?

You can say it's a small party. Private, just friends.

What did you get?

Well, I've been a very, very bad man.

Those women must be giving her an earful.