Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-[knock at door] -Who's that?
A palace spokesman said Her Majesty was…
living on British sovereign territory.
the people who believed
You might ask the policeman to come in.
[marching band continues on TV]
-You fucking twat! -Just stop it!
Look, if this doesn't get sorted, I don't get to see my kids.
and we will not look back.
Twenty-eight beige.
She's finally doing what we've been waiting years for someone to do.
Everyone was against us going to the Falklands,
I haven't finished.
are desperately concerned…
Fuck off. Fuck off!
But they've seen the flat and said it needs improving.
If people like Mr. Fagan are struggling,
must be the understatement of the year?
♪ Dy-no-mite! ♪
No, you won't.
[Fagan] Oi!
A sense of community, a sense of, you know, obligation to one another.
and a disgrace.
[sighs]
It's like being in Turkey or Iraq.
like some dreadful chemotherapy,
The color of my life.
the right to work, the right to be ill…
Otherwise, the next thing you know, Downing Street will overreact,
-[grunts] -[kids scream]
which I will note.
and entered the Queen's bedroom, not once but twice.
She's my boss.
-Because they simply have to. -That's what I thought.
but she's got her eye on your job, too. You'll be out of work soon.
The state has gone.
[Elizabeth] How come no one stopped him?
That'll be my morning tea. They come at this time.
[anchor] With Britain's victory in the conflict now seemingly assured,
I meet normal people all the time.
Morning.
caused a distinct wavering
[anchor 1] Mrs. Thatcher says
[delighted giggling]
[equerry] Mrs. Wallace, vice president of the Women's Institute…
♪ Britannia, rule the waves ♪
♪ 'Cause he's a monkey 'Cause he's a monkey ♪
then I did a few days
You remember the lesson Lord Altrincham taught us.
♪ Yeah, ya know ♪
You should hire me.
I am so sorry.
The matter still rests with the Metropolitan Police's A-District,