Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- So is he gonna be all right? - He's not said a lot.

All right, lads?

Give Natalie a kiss for me.

Get off! Fuckin' get off!

Yeah. We're all here. One big fuckin' happy family.

I can't believe you did it.

Still got the word "cock" in it, though.

We all get stinkin' rich and go buy fuckin' great big houses in Cheshire.

behind the hot dog counter. How does that sound?

Thank you. Good night.

Tea's in the pot, bedroom's in there.

I felt as if things were becoming a bit clearer earlier on,

Just like that?

Mate, you're pissing up the wrong tree here.

I know. I know I am.

You can't pin all that on us.

An Ideal for Living. And that wraps it up for tonight.

They were the Buzzcocks. If you didn't know, well, now you do.

I think we should go.

- What's the story, then? - He's had some kind of fit.

There's nothing the doctors can do but try tablets.

- 'Course he liked it. - Well, how do you know?

I'll have a word, boss.

Ian, you are confusing me.

Is this the start of it all?

Chin up. Could be worse.

You're mine. Irretrievably.

- I need a few minutes. - What?

You know, like if I had a car,

- Are you OK? - Yeah.

Hi. I'm Ian's wife.

Daddy. Daddy's home.

It fuckin' gets you fuckin' down Evidently chicken town

How about you, Hooky? You nervous or what?

What's that got to do with us?

I really, really love you.

Fuckin' hell! Have I got Barclays tattooed on my forehead?

Listen, Debbie, I don't know where the fuck he is.

- So you like food and watching telly? - That's right.