Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Have you left your tongs on, Tina?
I bet he's got lovely calves.
- Wow. - You're welcome.
It's a sportsman's bet with myself.
Curses!
- No. - On a roll.
Great.
- You've got a bet on? - That's what I said.
Sorry. It was just a really good take, wasn't it?
I cannot and will not bear it!
No, no, no. That's its, erm, eye.
Toby.
I've got this scene later, I need to run the lines.
I'll go with you. # Friends together
What?
It's certainly a lot of layers.
I've thought of nothing but you all day.
PAT: Oh, no, no, no, no.
Give me an egg atop a cutlet any day of the diary.
Not for me, for you.
sullying the good name of this family with your wanton debauchery!
The money and so on.
Anyway, what could I tell you about this room?
No, they're...they're ghosts, Mike.
Never did like cornflakes.
Oh, er, yeah.
Tell her it's the finest house in the county.
Just keep the radio off, please!
The Devil plays with his strings!
MIKE: Hmm. Shall we move on?
Where did you get that from?
Oh, I love them, if anything.
Oh... Why is that?
This is the last set-up.