Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Anything from Chelsea, girls?

-We'd better hit the Guildhall. -You're a bit early, are you not?

Christ, I'm at my wits' end.

Help! Fire! There's a fire!

Anyway, I hate to impose on you, but I just need to make a quick call,

but sure, I'll not bore you with the details.

[bell on door dings]

You didn't fight that wain, did you, Clare?

-It still counts. -Ssh!

Goodbye, girls.

-Why? -'Cause he was a fuckin' arsehole.

Ach, well, at least yous were given the day off, that's something.

[indistinct] I'm a Derry Girl!

She always was one cold, self-serving, wee madam.

-♪ Christmastime ♪ -♪ Silent night ♪

Help! There's a kidnapper on fire!

Things are going to be different this time, I tell you.

to work together because you have so much more to gain

or "Who was that man you were having dinner with, Cathy?"

-♪ Won't you stay another day ♪ -♪ Stay now ♪

[voice on radio] Aye, back in five.

I can't have you getting ahead of me, president-wise.

You know what, girls?

to the following possibility at all,

and the whole world loses the absolute run of itself.

What the fuck are you on about?

Will yous all just shut the fuck up? It's fine.

We sent that letter over a week ago.