Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And please don't think badly of him.
Only afternoons between half-two and half-four.
ANYTHING to make you feel less frightened and alone!
- Are you sure you want to do it? - Oh, ye of little faith.
- Are you all right, Mr Barrow? - Of course. Why wouldn't I be?
- I like Bertie. I do. But when you see them together... - Meaning?
I've decided not to disturb him.
He can catch the next one. What happened?
- No lingering over the pudding. - Mr Barrow is still here --
He's coming tomorrow, on the first leg of his trip to Tangiers.
Would you have married me in a lie?
Mary!
Do I? But you must admit, your attitude is quite a volte-face.
It's just me and Mother.
- Take that! And that! And that! - Ouch, you rascal!
- I hope you're coping with it all. - Well, one doesn't have much choice.
No. And if you want to redeem yourself in my good graces,
What do you think he'd have made of it?
- please don't bother with serving our tea. - With your permission, My Lady.
Looking for you to borrow some scissors but you're going out.
Things have changed for you now.
- Now you're here, I hope you'll stay the night at least. - Mary?
- I couldn't resist telling you. - Poor Mrs Patmore.
- for me than for her. - I'm sure that's not true.
A surprise is a surprise, Mama,
always on parade, representing the people who look up to me,
I want to hear him speak for himself.
Tony Gillingham had all that I could wish -- birth, money, looks...
I'm surprised you can't hear it. I'm hot, cold and can't breathe.
- You're down early. - No, I'm not. Where's Henry? - He's gone.
- That's not what it looked like. - Well, that's how it is.
I'm not sure I do, as it happens. Tell me about them.
Most of us spend our lives trying to hide it.
- Now? - Well, on Saturday.
Oh. Er...
Tom believes you're unhappy. That's why you lash out as you do.
And you just can't stand it.
Not as respectable as you think.
and have declared the same by giving and receiving of a ring,
Mary!
The 7th Marquess of Hexham weds the daughter of the 5th Earl of Grantham?
- Were you, My Lord? - Yes. I feel quite as guilty as you do, Carson.
She's right about one thing. None of us thinks it's a good idea.
Thank you for your enquiry but we wish to combine the roles
One word: Marigold.
Why should you?
But why should she want to forgive me?
Not to marry a man for lack of money
Why isn't it the right moment?
- My uncle's a bishop. - Oh? Good old England. Some things never change.
- Education is for everyone. - You would say that, sir.
- Actually I'm flying. For the first bit, anyway. - What?
Well, why didn't you telephone and warn us? You daft ha'porth!
Get back!
You are the only woman I know who likes
I don't think this family can boast much in the way of artists.
Edith would outrank us all. Yes. That's right.
- So you were wrong about him? - I think I was.