Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

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

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

Her husband was so short-sighted, I thought.

Welcome. Have a great party.

I'm not going to take that away.

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

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

People say too much as it is.

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

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

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

What did you get?

Mrs Erlynne is one of those women...

you can't move.

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

Tomorrow night? Nights after that?

A man should never buy his wife jewellery.

More champagne.

So late in the season. I warned you.

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

Afraid we'll be seen?

I have a very poor sense of direction.

and you'd be left very well-appointed.

How's that romantic?

What are you doing here? We had an agreement.

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

Sometimes a third person is needed to lighten the load.

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

She was just leaving.

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

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

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

Iook like mother and daughter, don't they?

that anything has really changed for us?

I did something very stupid last night.

I only asked how she was.

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

Benito was lifting all kinds of petticoats.

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

You'll hurt me deeply if you refuse.

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

Better than I thought.

There aren't any women like you.

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

My wife's birthday.

Those women must be giving her an earful.

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

What are you talking about?

and the room is so small...

Is that why you look so guilty?

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

Her hair turned quite gold with grief.

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

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

That means everything to my life...

Meg. Something to remember her by.

It's ridiculous on a woman at her age.

And people without principles, even better.