Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's easy. All you need is love.

- That's the hatch, friend. - Indeed.

- Bad scene, lads. We're surrounded. - Oh, heck.

It starts with a Blue Meanie attack.

- Too much. - Too soon.

This place reminds me of Blackburn, Lancashire.

But this is a nobody.

right to the eyebrow, left to the gut.

let us not forget that heaven is blue.

Whoever heard of a boxing button?

Right, then, let's get this vessel shipshape.

Try one of those doors.

We'd better do something.

You took the words right out of my mouth, John.

Pat and Stan | Lion Sleeps Tonight

Move the hands forward, see what happens.

I know something about motors. Let me have a look.

- Lonely... - Hearts Club...

- How was it, Ringo? - 'Arrowing.

I've never admitted it before,

- Here is the motor. - And I've got a little love.

- Let's show him our motor. - Steady on.

This is my standard procedure for doing it.

- What do you think? - I think I burned my finger.

Chicken Little?

What about him?

Ha-ha, bloom, ha-ha, bloom, bloom, bloom...

Oh yeah, I didn't think you would.

- Tell him, Max. - Someone running, Glove.

( tothgether ) Indians!

Hello, brother.

I think that...

- Steer clear? - Yes, steer. Clear?

- I feel a draft. - We must be near the Sea of Holes.

First time I saw that Nowhere Man, that nobody,

By Neptune's knickerbockers, she's puttered out.

- How's that? - Singing.

John, you haven't half got a big mouth, haven't you?

Speak your last piece!

'L' for love me and 'P' for p-p-please help.

A million billion Meanies.

Shall we hence?

Now listen to Old Fred.