Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Careful, Mary.
about him maybe getting, I dunno, killed or something.
He's working nights, so I thought I'd bring Rob instead.
Jesus, girls, I'm ready to drop here.
Here we go!
What is so hilarious about me going to university?
Dresses? Rails.
Thanks, Daddy.
Who the feck is Brad?! Me, I think.
We deserve better than this, girls.
He has to stick with me. I have a note.
How very astute of you, Miss McCool. Now move!
We're not doing it, end of.
but you wouldn't wanna be stuck in a lift with him.
Why, Mary?
DEIDRE: Then he just stopped.
..not so good at the passing on of the messages.
# Yeah, I don't know how I came here tonight... #
I mean, what are the chances, eh?
Oh, right. Yes, I'm a raging homosexual. This is correct.
What's so great about that? The other thing!
Well, maybe he just ran out of things to say, Gerry.
Now have a sandwich and enjoy the disco.
What kind of fancy words?
Would you hold this for me?
who are you trying to impress?
Wait till you hear this! You won't believe this!
Or they'll wonder why you're harping on about Rasputin.
How much did you pay for it, if you don't mind me asking?
Oh, that's a lovely attitude, isn't it? Very bloody supportive!
Is that right?
You were saying?
I'll drink to that!
The Canadian thing. I'm Canadian! If you say so, Brad.
Well, she is married to a surgeon, Mary. I'd be delighted, too.
My God, Sarah. Rob!