Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So we're all gonna be great mates. We could pile back to yours and Sophie's?
That's why you're cutting yourself?
Gay or not, there's no threat from you, pal.
'OK, come on. You can do this.
Well, actually, I'm trying to have a conversation.
Come on, Mark.
Although, if it was a choice between that or a drive in a Ferrari Testarossa - phew, too close to call.
I don't know. Ask her. I'm not a prison warder.
with a woman... and the lips. I can't say anything else. I won't.
He doesn't complain that the music's too loud in bars
Wake up. You think no-one mimed at Live Aid? The ends always justify the means.
Your friendship's bullshit and you're a fuckhead!
May I?
No, I don't think so.
I feel better doing a tandem jump.
Did Jeff fart in a pint?
- I'm too bloody hungry to jump! - But we're here now.
It's been pretty good. Good night.
'No, I don't think I'm going to. My brain can't make me. So there.'
Soph, listen. I've been turning this over and over in my head
It's not for me to tell tales on a mate.
That's great, Jeff. Thanks a lot.
Everybody's coming to get me
- Hey, Marky Mark. - Hey, Jez.
Want to see if Marketing have left any biscuits in Meeting Room B?
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