Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Which is a tradition. Which is beloved.
and the palace guards chased her from the party!
It's Kit! Kit!
Come on, now! Don't lose heart.
She gave no name, Your Grace.
Oi! I'm on the ground.
Why do you stay there, when they treat you so?
I don't believe this!
That's it!
Very well.
His Majesty, the King!
You first, madam.
Then I believe in everything, too.
- Who is she talking to? - She's mad.
In their defense,
Run! Run, darling!
Miss! Are you all right?
Thank you.
Where are you going?
Come back!
Fiddle-faddle, fiddle-faddle.
No, no, I'm liking fruit and veg.
And punctuality is the...
Or you shall not go to the graduation!
I think we might have made a bargain.
My goodness!
I have come to the conclusion that it's time, perhaps,
It's the yeast.
For the good of the kingdom.
My Lords, ladies and gentlemen,
just a little bit of magic.
Farmer John?
So, these portraits will really be sent abroad?
You needn't call me that.
We didn't ask you.
Indeed, Father?
Typical.
Well, it's no matter, girls.
Shut up, will you? Shut up. Absolutely. Shut up, will you? Shut up. Absolutely.
would soon leave with the Grand Duke,
Well. Never mind.
parasols and lace.
I understand.
- I want to try it. - No, I'm wearing it.
I don't even know what that is.
It's my place.
Little chance of that.
I don't know anything about her.
Hear yem! Hear yem!
You've got the wrong one!
For she remembered her promise to her mother.
But he hoped for better times.
one of her beautiful, stupid daughters to the prince.
You are as handsome as your picture.
If you love me dilly, dilly
there shall be held, at the palace,
Shall we?
Cantaloupe?
Of a sort.
Smile.
You've been off since the hunt.
Just so.
Your Majesty, I did not know...
Bye. Ella!
It's your father, miss.
because it wouldn't have been appropriate.
Yes.
When I am king dilly, dilly
That really hurt!
But let it not mean we harbor dark thoughts against each other.
Didn't your own mother believe in them?
Kit! I'm Kit. I'm on my way.
Who are you to stop an officer of the king?
and tell that seamstress to run us up three fine ball gowns.
No, it's you who have to forgive me, madam.
Father, however, was much changed.
Excuse me.
The stag.
My darling!
I'm sorry, Mother.
Hear yem! Hear yem! Hear yem! Hear yem!
We shall let the prince decide.
but there was so much more to her.
Wouldn't mind a nice blue?
Who is she?
Look out, mices!
Ella couldn't wait to write down all that had happened,
That's what we'll call you.
It's all right. No one will see them.
With Mr. Goose
Not the prince, exactly.
I've already promised him in marriage, to the Princess Chelina.
He's rich beyond reason.
The very clever Miss Drisella,
I've never shown this place to anyone.
Make him look marriageable, Master Phineus.
Go on, now.