Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Women inspire us to great things.
Robert.
Poor little Meg, she's so sweet.
Maybe you should take off your ring.
I suppose this'll be the last party of the season.
than those of her own species, and the widow Plymdale...
Thank you.
Good. Excellent attitude. And you're beautiful.
She and I, we... understand each other.
Modern marriage thrives on mutual deception.
I'd know.
Count to a 100.
This ways, Mrs Erlynne.
when we could be squashed between Lord Tubby and Cecil the Scintillating...
I came to make sure you got home safely.
I must have picked up Mrs Windemere's by mistake.
If a woman placed it on her breast like this, it meant "I love you".
Friends will stop calling.
I was right.
Though I will say Mrs Erlynne's damn fascinating. Hard to resist, but...
You're a very nice man.
In twenty?
I suppose it's certainly immodest.
And neither should you.
Women.
Close your eyes.
Mrs Windemere and Mrs Erlynne...
It's quitting time. We're going to lunch.
If you're here to tell her who you are...
Don't compare yourself.
where you can't open a window.
No, no, I remember.
Your friends can always do that.
- Bloody hell! - You better put some ice on that.
an erotic language between men an women.
Define silly.
Don't you like it?
You told Robert we were going to the club.
What you did is your mistake.
Girls begin by loving their mothers. But as they grow they judge us.
Try the bar.
Why, what do they say about me?
it's wipe the slate. Clean start.
For one night I thought you were in love with another man.
It's your father, Mr Windemere.
Mario?
- Thank you. - Just so you know, I meant every one.
and degrade the mind.
It's a fairy tale.
When I was going through my wardrobe
with an international playboy? Do I think you're stupid?
Huge feet. Pontoons.
You said yourself, there's no forgiving a man who betrays his wife.
Food is the rock...
My whole life, I've wanted to be like her.
Or I would never tolerate him.
Robert always gives everybody the benefit of the doubt.
And she explained everything.
And the women are always so fleshy!
I can't help seeing him.
- Why should I believe you? - Don't believe me, believe him.
Some people might.
Oh, lucky blighter!