Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Please... - It's a gift of friendship, Maggie.
There is nothing between me and Stella Erlynne.
Not for stirring the air, for stirring the heart.
So do I.
She's got her eye on me, if you know what I mean.
Stop, boy!
If everyone knew what everyone said of each other...
Looks like his wife.
On the other hand...
I'm begging you.
I find the best way to keep my word is never to give it.
Do I look as old as all that?
the mating habits of the blue bellied finch...
Step over love to pick up pride and guilt.
A brazen woman. Oh, dear.
She may have better luck with the men.
listening to one or the other gripe about his digestion...
The Grand, but we're trying to find a villa.
Thank you. I won't be long.
I jumped to conclusions and thought the worst.
Merital bliss...
Just another tragedy of a down-and-out, I guess
She asked me for money and I gave it to her, but...
Sausages and women.
When I think of it, I think of a room...
Love is rarely pure, Lord Augustus. And never simple.
I don't need to be the first, Stella. Just the last.
You've met Mrs Erlynne, haven't you?
It would seem, Mr Windemere agrees with you.
And you can't imagine how comforting that is.
What are you talking about?
I heard she left New York without paying her hotel bill.
I've loved you from the beginning. It's the truth.
She paints her face like an Indian.
He never has to know.
Nine times out of ten, men don't give two pins about why...
"We're being watched."
or in my bed.
- Robert? - Close your eyes.
We're all so distressed over it.
And it's known me in hell And in heaven as well
there wouldn't be four friends in the world.
who lost her purse.
Love is rarely pure, Lord Augustus. And never simple.
All lovey-dovey, very charming.
Oh, no, of course not.
That's the only difference.
It's where they make human sacrifices.
I fancy raising the stakes.
Meg, let me in, I wanna talk to you.
You're dead wrong on that.
I'll leave first.
You know what, people like to hear themselves talk.
How could he?
No, back and almost no front. You could see everything.
I'll set you up with an account.
I warn you, you'll have to fight me for her.
- Good day, madam. - Excuse me.
I'm making a menu for my birthday party.
and half shut after.
But we have American friends, mama.
Joe, you're my kind of guy.
Meg...
It's my secret, not yours.
neglected to tell me the size. Would you mind?
And a woman brought this.