Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

are still held in British jails.
[horse nickers softly]
It reads…
An alderman shopkeeper's daughter
Someone with whom you can make a fresh start
transference of Dickie's affection,
-[engine revs] -Time to catch some lobster. Hmm?
[Mountbatten grunts]
It is my very great pleasure to invite you to form a government in my name.
[footsteps receding]
as father to you.
[gunshots]
Really?
500 pages of instructions.
Have you decided on your first Cabinet?
No.
[door opens]
[Philip] And he would have hated any mawkish outpourings of grief.
[Mountbatten sighs]
[Diana] It must all be unimaginably awful.
What are you talking about?
Your Royal Highness.
how you held it all together under the circs,
That's the one.
You've rather intrigued me now.
you replaced me as son to him.
Yes, to study chemistry.
because they are at rest."
I'm Sarah's younger sister, by the way.
[Anne] Sarah Spencer.
It has been.
Yes.
To Irish Republicans,
I'm so happy Anne can give him that.
she believes the country has to change from top to bottom,
Yes.
Sarah Spencer's younger sister.
[shuddering breath]
And chose you
Is, uh… is that true?
-redouble our militancy… -Eyes right!
are still."
[Mountbatten] No, she broke it off with him.
He left…
but I have found women in general tend not to be suited to high office.
-Takes it well. -Clear.
elusive virtues, to which you must reach and rise.
-[taps fence] -[commentator] Oh.
[chuckles]
Damn!
Willie Whitelaw. Home Office?