Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But Robert and I married for love...
It's after midnight. Happy birthday.
Husbands like to see me come...
Tuppy?
"Married and divorced twice."
Rhode Island. Mrs Windemere.
The other hand, then.
you're the first man who's asked me that.
Where's this old crate going to?
Let's drop it.
I feel so foolish.
That's the bard, you know. I'm a bit of a reader myself.
I told you I was serious.
Meg, of the magnificent Windemeres?
Could the entire nation be hard of hearing?
Oh, yes, it's Robert's wife.
I had a dream about Mrs Erlynne today.
You'd never know there was a depression in that country.
You imply she's the devil's handmaiden.
And it's known me as rich as a king
Oh, thank you.
Okay, in an hour.
If I could fool a woman as pretty, I wouldn't be a bachelor.
Can he come back later?
Oh, yes. Everyone.
I love you.
Wherever do you find shoes to fit?
Bugger!
You care about yourself, and no-one else.
Tuppy, I swear, I had no idea.
- I made an investment for her. - An inheritance, I suppose?
She's the one with Lord Augustus.
Thank you very much. Come back again to see us.
It has to be something really special...
It was only a flesh wound.
He's proposing to her.
None at all.
And you know what they say.
Care to make it interesting?
Men don't marry women like me.
Just the opposite. The truth is I don't want to see you hurt.
Oh, I'm saving it for Robert. He loves figs.
She threw me out last night.
- Can you sign on the account? - Ah, yes, of course.
How was lunch?
For a man who's never thought of getting married...
Tuppy's given up smokes for her.
Can you stay with him?
Barman.
I know we said cash, so I'm raising the amount. I want you to leave now.
Women don't want to be understood, they want to be loved.
I didn't think.
Every saint has past, every sinner has a future.
She's a cold, selfish woman.
So, I'll do exactly as you wish...
Then I must know who it is.
Can't, sorry.
it's better coming from me.
No, no, John's yacht, John's rules.
about marriage it certainly is an experience.
too late to do anything, too early for dinner...
I rest my case.
I thought you agreed not to call me at home?
You have a very poor sense of decorum.
That's the favour?
You wanna go out the back?
You're not me.
I like people to ask.
You said goodbye to her twenty years ago. No second chances.
Her uncle just died. She's come into some money.
Suppose it wasn't work, suppose he had a mistress.
Here we are, in the sunshine...
- You pay me too many compliments. - I'll stop at once.
Whisky.
Well, I couldn't respect that.
She isn't at all.
This is a very special object.
They always end in settlement.
When you do, I'm here. Will you remember that?
Lord Plymdale passed on last year. Liver, I think.
- Can I ask you a favour? - Anything at all.
We both had too much champagne.
Goodnight.
A year? Pratically forever.
Think of Alessandra.
They lured the sailors with their songs.
The dress?
She'll give you a good discount.
I'm sure you can be 21 as many times.
I beg your pardon, I was looking for someone else.
A photograph in a locket.
I can't believe it - she's got him!
They haven't seen him today.
All paying jobs absorb...