Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

In a... in a... in a weird way that friends... friends usually click.

Yeah, but you are barking up the wrong tree.

They make hurtful comments, Roy.

Oh. What do they do exactly?

I've heard that. Even if it isn't, I appreciate it, Roy,

Revenge, that would be uppermost upon my mind:

You gave it to me two hours ago

Really? Well, it looked exactly like Hitler.

I thought I'd work from home today.

Ah, you've opened it.

I had every last one of them.

God, we should... You and I should stay in touch.

Them nails is shit, innit?

I'm coming, Father. I'm ready.