Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll show you my...

Keep the fuckin' racket down This is fuckin' chicken town

I don't know what to do.

I thought we'd celebrate. Bring them here, Terry.

Ready to go on?

Ian, what's up with you, mate?

There's a job here working at Knutsford Cinema

acne, overgrowth of the gums,

Of fuckin' girls and fuckin' guys With fuckin' murder in their eyes

Let me in, love.

I might not have wanted to go out with you.

What is Man City blue?

Mr Curtis, I am here to tell you that you are well enough to leave,

On the record, there's Marlon Brando reading The Hollow Men,

That's right. Her name's Corrine Lewis.

I'm gonna go meet up with Debbie tonight.

They're calling themselves the Buzzcocks.

Does anyone believe in love?

Well, that was shit.

What's all that about?

I couldn't take me eyes away from the screen.

Ian, you are so depressing.

It's a lie to say "I'm not afraid any more".

It's not particularly good either, is it?

thinking of the things we've done.

We're gonna be somebodies.

Ian, talk to me.

It's a heater, Ian. You turn it on and it heats up.

- Anything else? - Your favourite colour.

I don't get why you're doing this to yourself.

The fuckin' pubs are fuckin' dull The fuckin' clubs are fuckin' full

I suppose so, yes.

Come on, take him your way. Take him your way.

I struggle between what I know is right in my own mind,

I don't think I do.

and cut deals without a phone, you daft cunt?

And now I'm freezing.

I don't. So shut the fuck up and start suing,

Food? Well, that's a start.

Being called something like "the Buzzcocks".

- I'm so sorry. - I had a fit.

Thank you very much.

A cloud hangs over me

Now remember, we are live, so no swearing or they will cut you off.

- And Natalie. - How can Natalie hate you?

- You all ready and packed? - Not yet.