Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The system has worked well here for a hundred years!

Give me napkins!

Glad to, but he won't want me there.

I do want to learn.

to be sure of your reference, and then, er, head off.

No. I'm looking forward to it.

I think we see that now.

So, I'd better be off.

Guess who was her godfather.

It's not that so much.

Well, you look very chirpy.

I wouldn't have to think long. This place is like heaven to me.

I don't know about "bright."

Shocked at the short memory of a doctor who's failed his patroness!

I've asked him to take over, but pig-keeping needs physical strength,

Hello, Granny. What are you doing here?

He doesn't hunt or shoot?

I found my editor.

What does that mean?

You wouldn't ever want to find something else to do?

I'll teach you to read and write, too, if you want.

The "red one." Who's it by?

Exactly. There are many benefits to be had from the plan.

I fooled around until it was too late.

You won't sleep a wink if I am still sacked when we go upstairs.

And you shall have it.

He'll just want to get out alive.

- What is it? - His ulcer has burst.

Oh, well, of course, as we all know, anyone can cook.

I've not behaved well towards you.

Mama, what are you doing?

Well, not quite. He's driving it round some track nearby.

You're quite pale.

I think I started after you.

Well, how distressing for you.

Why did you come here tonight?

He'll give me warning when there's any chance of a bit of strong arm

I will be all right as long as no one asks me how I am.

I know, but they take such risks.

I hate it. I just hate it.

I suppose he likes it there.

I wouldn't have the courage to refuse your mother-in-law.

- You can't read, can you? - No. I can't bloody read!

Oh! I didn't hear you come in.

The taste is all Michael's.

This plate's cold, which is a pity.

You never set foot off a pavement for 18 years,

and then take things quietly for a few days.

Bubble and squeak.

All settled in for the night?

Why did you throw the book, Andy?

- I don't know. - What is it?

Well, she must be good to beat me.

Chamberlain's office rang to confirm that he is dining here on Friday.

You'll be in a very junior seat.

and it's good to remember I'm a youngish woman again.

I wonder if that was because he was allowed to rest here.

And I hope he gets more fun out of his hamper than Mr Carson did.

Nay. There's no need for bitterness now.

Mr Henderson's taken over the land.

I threw a book and it caught it.