Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's just er...
Hello.
I don't believe you've met...
You like him. Admit it.
I have not slept for fear I would wake to find all this a dream.
A Gypsy, for example, is rarely painted as anything else.
Your Highness.
No wonder you're built for hard labor.
Come on, go to sleep.
Not today!
To hunt royalty like some sport, it's disgusting!
When you're upset with your SO and feeling vindictive If I can't sleep, neither shall he
The King is the one that sold him. He's now the property of Cartier.
Tell them!
I was not shrill, I was resonant.
You hid them, I know it!
Stay aloft, madam.
Enter!
of the House of Ghent?
- Come, let us see your paintings. - Now?
Then you don't deserve her.
Captain Laurent!
who pretended to be a courtier to save a man's life.
I shall try.
Well, I shall just garnish your wages until the pilfered items are returned.
After all that he's eaten It's never enough.
Willful to a fault.
but as a man in love.
Was there a time, even in its smallest measurement...
You are the only mother I have ever known.
A man who was still a boy...
to...
Why don't I just pull the carriage?
Hmmpf!
I erm...
There is much to be done.
What is that phrase you use?
Are you all right?
Day off?
Please, sir!
Science, philosophy.
What do you think?
Jacqueline, dear. Do not speak unless you can improve the silence.
Your features are so... masculine.
Please, I must find her. Where is she staying?
- Well, yes, if you must know. - Why?
I was born to privilege and with that come specific obligations.
Then it too shall come out of your pay.
It is my great privilege to announce the engagement of our son...
Is that such an extraordinary request?
Yes.
Oh!
SOMETHING FIT FOR A QUEEN!
Let me pass.
Oh, look. I invited the Gypsies.
and still you've denied me the only thing I ever wanted.
I belong to no-one...
Marguerite gets to do everything.
Welcome home, Monsieur le seigneur.
I slaughtered him
To only be seen as what you are.
I thought...
Of course not! I would have...
You really must let my doctor look at that.
Oh, perfect!
As evidenced by my estate.
No!
Oh... She doesn't want you to go.
No.
Oh! Bite your tongue!
I insist you return my things at once.
will be paper.
is Comtesse Nicole de Lancret.
Oh, no, there's nothing there!
In all my years of study...
Papa!
Yes. Quite.
Some claim the shoe was made of fur.
Darling, nothing is final until you're dead.
My faith is better served away from the rabid crowd.
She has lied to us both and I am ashamed to call her family.
Jacqueline, dear. Do not speak unless you can improve the silence.
I gather you do not converse with many peasants.
That wasn't so hard.
Bring your mother.
Anyone who can quote Thomas More is well worth the effort.
Forgive me, Your Highness, I've lost track of the hour.
And you, Monsieur le Pieu, are wasting your flattery.
It's back, all of it!
First with breakfast...
Take heed, mistress...
All right.
Well, someone had better!
Perhaps you would be so kind...
I have decided to throw a ball.
What a lovely surprise.
She forced me to wash my face at least 20 times a day...
Oh. Didn't you hear?
Da Vinci?
You're too kind.
The Court will have to let him go.
I am Maurice's only hope.
Rumor has it he must find himself a bride before that very night.
Several, in fact.
if you, Danielle de Barbarac...
did you or did you not lie to Her Majesty the Queen of France?
and try to think of what else I could do, how to act...
Your Highness.