Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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