Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Erin Quinn, Orla McCool, Clare Devlin,
Right, if I leave now, I might still catch David.
- Or there'll be consequences. - Such as?
♪ For seven long years ♪
But he's a fella.
Let us pray.
David Donnelly.
I promise, Sister.
but I'm not enjoying this bomb.
Kathy's just got divorced, so she's moved back.
- I have to work, Joe. - Work?
- No? - There's no seats down here.
- Orla's... - I love my wee fingers.
- Aye, fair dues. Derry has class. - Aye.
Really nice use of, you know, letters.
Gerry, pass me the wooden spoon.
This is what they want.
I don't think that is the law.
Absolutely not. Now, I think you all owe Tina an apology, don't you?
Do not ask me again.
It was all just a misunderstanding.
For Christ's sake, clare you've just basically skipped lunch
I had to. I'm doing my book report on it.
Sure, Macaulay Culkin might be divorcing his parents.
Avon.
- She stole my lipstick, Mammy. - Don't lie.
Well, I think it's safe to say
- she's half fucking gorilla. - That's enough, Miss Mallon.
Right.
2% APY? Catch yourself on!
What's happening over there is really lousy, Erin.
What if we get expelled?
She stole it first.
And you. Give that here.
You must be new. I'm Jenny.
Major traffic disruptions are anticipated...
- You're not getting anything? - I'm trying to do this fast for Ethiopia.
They're bombing the bridge, apparently.
You are really starting to do my head in, do you know that?
Is that my diary?
Good one, Geldoff.
- Anyhoo... - Anyhoo.