Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

OK, lads, erm...

It's important, right? It's now and I want to watch!

Oh, yeah. Thanks, Mike. Bye.

I don't remember agreeing to this

- I don't want to spoil him, OK? - He looks like reduced beans.

Some of these bricks explode! That's good, innit?

There's lots of heads buried in the garden 'cause of saucers!

I bet if you looked in all the dirty ovens in the world,

Nice angle on the wall, I like your style.

I'll handle this!

Euripides is my dream poet.

But I can't drink in pubs.

But I've written a poem which might help you.

And the howling wind.

Thanks a lot, Maggie, worth listening to.

Have you decided to apologise about Cliff Richard?

Because the letter is signed T Smith, Miss, see? See?

I'm not paying you to eat black men!

There's no difference. You think there is, but there isn't!

Roland Percival, who's Careers Officer at East London Poly.

And the howling wind.

I'm just gonna have to... Ow!

I've got myself a walking, talking, living, walking, living doll...

Sh! Sh! Sssssh!

Those clever trousers in the army.

Rick, what are you doing with my crucifix?

Oh, wow. A wet bum.

No, no. Killing myself. This is my Last Supper, right?

It's what he would have wanted.

That was brilliant!

Could you be quiet? I'm trying to watch my favourite programme.

(RICK) Shouldn't be afraid

How we laughed!

Drop in and see him for a chat at the Poly.