Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Jez, I need to get to work.

I'm just at Highgrove.

'Could bung my George Foreman off the balcony.'

All my hopes and dreams, everything I've been working for

“The Ombudsman’s coming to get you....”

SINGS: # The ombudsman's coming to get you... #

I'm sorry for being all self-pitying about my potential shooting.

You took it? Jesus Christ, Jeremy!

Well, it's hard to tell with Wadey.

and Karen Armstrong on the Western Christian tradition,

He's harmless, he's deadly.

Whereabouts? It's...

You could hold up a keema naan and I could punch my fist through it.

'Oh, he's bottled it.

We've still got 48 minutes left.

He's got a multiple personality disorder, basically.

'They all count, April! They all count.'

'I have never been this intensely runny.'

'but it'll be the last ploughman's you eat as a sane man.'

One eye open, Mark.

I'd just like a full body ordnance survey.

I fucking hate you, Jeremy.

I'll have to pay you a visit sometime. Yep. You do that.

You'll be well compensated. Money up front.

And that is an absolute red line.

I'm due a good shooting? It's my turn for the big, shiny bullet?

Yes, a Russian Orthodox Church.

I can't believe you just did that. I know.

'Gorgeous Joe. I want to crawl inside your lovely pink mouth.'

having their genitals photographed.

and then pop into the Whistle for a pint of IPA.

a bank robber is heading into the bank right now.

'All the way over here and out of the back.' It's fine.

I call it the Isa, cos it's basically my pension plan.

We're going mole mapping!

you could recommend, you know, for the general reader?

Seems like it might be in Diana's wheelhouse

Oh? Yeah, I can get a little bit jumpy...

'lure him into a Greek Orthodox Church,

And you hide behind this mask of, like, slacker bullshit,