Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No one phoned you, Mike. Well...

It's orange, Rick, and I don't want to depress you,

Mikey, look, I have some Coca-Cola, we have party, yes?

Maybe just once I'd like to keep the lentils off the floor.

Woods...and the darkness.

I just stuff down a few pages of The Guardian before I rush out.

You trying to be funny?

This should raise a dry smile...

And there's my duvet and passport collection.

I should stress that you must have a degree.

When will the government realise we have a valid contribution to society?

Shut up! I'm stirring my coffee!

- I've an uncle called Dusty. - Are these lentils South African?

- Wet feet! Nice one, Vyvyan. - I thought you were dead.

OK, I see, is good joke? Is earthy English humour, yes?

A lot of my mates say to me, ''Baz, what's the point?''

Yes, yes, yes! So you keep saying, but they'll never do it.

But surely, your mates must realise there definitely IS a point!

Let's talk about death. Don't consider my feelings, will you?

Jeremy, actually!

Did you see that?

When they come, I'll hide in the wall and pretend to be thermal insulation.

I never knew there was so much in it!

Why don't you sit in the supper, man?

I've finished my gallows. It's far out, you should see it.