Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This place has become impossible.
And how dare you tell him I love you.
Give me a downer, Danny. My brain's capsizing.
They pick up signals from the cosmos...
"It's a most excellent canopy, the air.
Sit down, do. Would you like a drink?
WE'RE MAKING A BANK BY MISTAKE
- I see you're wearing a suit. - What's it got to do with you?
Cool your boots, man. This pill's valued at two quid.
So do you. So does everybody
I mean to have you, even if it must be burglary!
Like Greenland in here.
I fuck arses May be he fuck arses?
" He needs a queen to come to the rescue."
Are you published?
You can stuff it up your arse for nothing ...and fuck off while you're doing it!
A pair of quadruple whiskies and another pair of pints, please.
What about wood and coal?
Tou want working on boy
Joe's situation
the Coalman had to go toJamaica.
He told me about your problems,
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
- Are you published? - Oh, no.
Have you got soup? Why didn't I get any soup?
Oh, look at this little bastard!
and give 'em a dose of unadulterated child's piss,
- Come on. - Look here, my cousin's a QC.
Brutal
We're incompatible. They don't like me being on stage.
Given them all drugged onions.
- Give me the matches. - Downstairs.
This is how I feel
Withnail Holiday
Bear right bear right
We've come to the Championship by mistake.
It has voodoo qualities.
We worked out, it would be very handy karma for him to get hold of a suit.
I have just narrowly avoided having a buggering.
We are, indeed, drifting into the arena of the unwell,
- Monty? He'd go to New York. - It was a calculated risk.
- Listen. - There is nothing! Get to bed!
Oh, I intend to.
Eat it? The fucker's alive.
What absolute twaddle
And God fulfills Himself in many ways.
I've driven to Barnard Castle by mistake
What are you doing, prowling around in the middle of the fucking night!
Sir.
- Monty! Monty, Monty! - Monty, you terrible cunt!
All right this is the plan We get in there and get REKT
But sooner or later, you gotta get out...
- Do you want a cup of tea, Withnail? - No.
No nor women neither
...whatever the will of discord is
- Where's the whiskey? - What for?
With. With.
Never hide things from one another Liar, you’ve got anti-freeze!
THE FUCKER WILL RUE THE DAY!
“I’m a trained barrister reduced to the status of a bum!”
Out of my way!
What absolute twaddle
Stop! Please!
It's your Birthday Congratulations
He wants to come in. He's trying to get in.
YOU MERELY IMAGINED IT
I could bring you a chicken, but you'll have to go to the village.
We woke up in the morning by mistake
- Why not? - All right. What's his number?
I let him in this morning. He lost one of his clogs.
Rue the day
a sulfer-stained, nicotine yellow and fly-blown lung.
Oh, God! I don't feel good.
Do you write poems?
- What are you doing? - I'm going for a slash.
Hair are your aerials.
We've gone to Durham by mistake
And for once, I'm inclined to believe that Withnail is right.
Very well.
But old now... old.
we want the finest cums available to humanity
× "As A Youth, I Used To Weep In Butcher Shops."
You look like a pair of farm hands.
I’m gonna pull your head off because I don’t like your head
IT'S LIKE GREENLAND IN HERE
We've Voted Lib Dem By Mistake
What are you talking about, Danny?
We've locked our contract by mistake
I was gonna have to have a word with you anyway.
Listen, we're bona fide. We're not from London. Could we have some fuel and wood?
There's a man on the mountain.
I've looked into it. Listen to me! Listen to me!
I assure you, nothing, M-Monty.
Mad fucking bastard!
I didn't call you inhumane. You merely imagined it. Calm down.
I know you're not asleep, boy.
Right. We're gonna have to reverse the roles.
All the glorious trials of youth, dear boy.
I'm terribly tired. I need to go to bed.
Of course he is. If he catches one of us,
These aren't mine. They belong to him.
I think an evening at the crow
Matter? Where's it coming from?
Sherry.
rosemary and salt.
That's all right, Danny. We decided to lay off for a bit.
Does his dog get in the oven?
Monty!
We are not drunks. We are multimillionaires.
one feels a glorious stirring of the senses...
We've gone on a #MarchForLeave by mistake.
Why doesn't he retire?
What are you doing? Sitting down to enjoy my lockdown
- Sherry. - Sherry.
Even the wankers on the site wouldn't drink that. That's worse than meths.
Mars apparently
We live in a land of weather forecasts...
Montague Withnail. You must know him!
"I have of late, but wherefore I know not,
Time, gentlemen.
Yes, you must, mustn't you?
Liam finish Making the meme
Ponce
You want me to call what's-his-name and ask him about his house?
- You lead him astray. - I beg your pardon, Monty.
I feel as sick as a pike.
He's come in because of this perpetual cold.