Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-star of the sitcom When The Wind Blows. -Whistle.
-Lovely. -Well done, Rita.
Yeah, let's go with fatso.
-The reviews very harsh. Very harsh. -Don't read reviews. Don't bother.
Whistle, thank you. And do you remember this guy?
-What have you got? -PB Grout.
-Oh, yeah. How's it going? -Not so good, actually.
Little fat man, pug-nosed face See his pug-nosed face
Haven't you got anything else? Have you got like a quid?
Oh, be fair, Ray. She wasn't that bad. We all loved her milky puddings.
Is he having a raugh?
Twenty quid, though.
You don't just hate the poor, you hate everyone.
Mum said he did such a good job she gave him a £20 tip.
-Have you seen it? -I haven't, no. Is it any good?
I'm Andy by the way. I live here, obviously.
Hold on, I've got to go. Quick, quick, quick, Jilly.
-Hey, what are you doing in there? -It's the VIP area, innit?
Er, "Perhaps it's unfair to judge a sitcom on its first episode,
Ouch. Go on. Pop it in the scrapbook.
Ching Chang Chinaman pulled the wrong tit
-Can you bring some of the reviews in? -Why has he got them?
Let's not talk about business, mate,
Oh, Pete, I've got to go, mate, because life's too short.
They can still see me! There should be an actual barrier or something.
Mr Bowie, can I just say that we're both very big fans?
Oh! She's moving into my block.
-Brilliant. What else? What else could I do? -There's Celebrity Love Island.
-David Bowie's here. -I know, but it's just really embarrassing.
Got to do something with his mornings, hasn't he?
Pop it in scrapbook
Oh! Not amazing!
But I don't look like a Punchaganowno.
That's why it's so unfair.
The wig. The glasses. The catchphrase. Brilliant.
You paid 60 quid to go in here?
-Oh, more like it. Thanks very much. -Can I get you anything to drink?