Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Punched the shit out of the wall.

Adrian Keane is dead. Oh, God.

Gary, put the pint down, yeah?

Of course I fucking care. There's a reason I'm angry at you!

We owned this town.

I fucking hate reserves

Meanwhile when stepping outside in the scorching sun in NL

Thank you. What about you?

I Fucking Hate this Town!

Look, I just thought it was best to keep her out of harm's way.

And if we needed to make a quick getaway, we'd say, "Exit, pursued by a bear,"

See anyone we know?

Maybe they have selective memories.

And this is? They told me when to go to bed.

This just can't be good.

the more successful we consider our operation.

I need a piss actually.

Why don't you just get in your DeLorean and fuck off back to 1885

Saw the boys the other day. Mmm-hmm.

I put her in her car. I just told her to leave.

Andy, did you see...

Why are you calling your wife? Because she's my wife.

Hang on. What happened with Shane Hawkins again?

We're just five friends on a night out, having a good time.

Yeah. We're going to go back to Newton Haven.

Is this seat taken?

I'm happier, though. It's less stress.

Yeah. What do you want?

Which is fine, unless you say no.

What is bike? What do you mean?

No, he said it was two isosceles triangles forming a rhombus.

It's all right, Andy. No, Peter, it's not all right.

Then you'll already know that it's a rare treat

...this building was the site of Newton Haven's first post office.

At this point your planet is the least civilized in the entire galaxy.

Firstly, Peter was talking about something

He used to ask me what I wanted to do with my life,

What is it they say? "To err is..."

But you're on their side, though?

Hold up! Just stick with me.

No, we can't. You sold my guitar to buy drugs.

But shots don't count, do they?

Whoa, whoa, whoa. You're back on the horse?

This is a mistake, isn't it?

Are you guys robots?

if anyone wants to come with me.

We are The Network and we are here for your betterment.

Okay, there it is.

Pretty cool, eh, gang?

We hit pub one and we hit it hard.

You could almost say an antique.

Hey! Look at me when I'm talking to you!

That is irrelevant. Is it?

Sam, he's not good enough for you.

Oh, is that a thing now, is it? It's always been a thing.

at which point you made a miraculous fucking recovery

He was your best mate, wasn't he, Steve?

or as we liked to call it, The Smokehouse, which is when it all went fuck up.

Of course, we welcome those who volunteer themselves.

Gary King And The Enablers.

We don't need your help.

The Two Headed Dog, The Mermaid, The Beehive, The King's Head

Hey, that's a bit harsh. Oh, no, you've got it all wrong.

I don't like it.

And I left that at the bloody gym!

I will. What about the ones you replaced,

And what one amongst you wouldn't thank me for it? Hmm?

Oh, my God! I'm so cute!

But it's not my fault that you crashed that car.

Oh, no, no, no. Shit.

Don't make too much mess.

I remember the Monday mornings.

The empties? Don't ask me what happens to them.

Leave me alone! What do you care anyway?

Doesn't matter anyway, she always had a massive wide on for Adrian Keane.

Oh, this'll be good.

What are you talking about?

which refers to something else in the discourse.

Hello. Hello, mate.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Please don't. Don't what?

and he is a bit of a cock, but he's my cock.

and I am not just talking about Gary.

but when all's said and done, you're the best friend I ever had.

Why didn't you say anything? About what?

I hated that prick.

Just because they're twins doesn't automatically make them creepy.

Well, we're all from here. We're just back to see the sights.

She took the kids to her mum's three weeks ago,

Come on, come on, come on!

Me, too, mate. Me, too.

Cabaret. Cabaret. Because she was in it.

I can't find Steven. Where are the others?

and The Rev's their prisoner. I am not.

Know why I pulled you over, sir?

But we were cooler.

I don't fucking believe this.

Andy, look out!

No, he wasn't my best mate, Gary.

Please don't call me O-Man.

as we wend our way up The Golden Mile.

Now, you can either come with us willingly

It's just... It's just a little bit out of our price range.

He loved me, and I'm not being funny, but I loved him, too.

We need different terms.

It never got better than that night.

...walked up to the bar and went,

They're in my sports bag

and then it was just, "Let's Yogi and Boo-Boo,"

I suppose he picked up where the other one left off.

I'd have to check with Vanessa.