Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Anyway, really great, Jez, everything, bye.
Properly haunted, not just bullshit for tourists?
'Mate? He wants my liver for a transplant? Well, he can't have it.
...and into my heart.
Er, I want you to be best man at my wedding.
I know something about you which I shouldn't really know,
I think I know what they're going to do next.
an act or a feeling...
Stop being a psycho and go back to live-tweeting your headache.
Is he going to sell all my stuff, or...
It could be a coincidence.
No. Wear a jumper, walk about.
Probably bloody me. It's usually the girl.
JEZ: 'First mistake - no bouncers at the wedding. I'm in.
Er...
The bride and groom!
Oh, right, I once fucking totalled a mate's car,
'I could...take him, definitely.
'Which is also fine.
He's not an alpha male asshole.
well, you didn't break my nuts about it.
Hello. Hello.
Jez, Jez.
Mm, everyone's drinking the Kool-Aid.
'and his wife, whose Christian name I've unfortunately forgotten.
'She could be anywhere. So selfish.
Brrrr. Bullshit.
Molly's gang are staying here, so
like a bit of a starter question, but...
It's... Best friend's wedding. Now?
Just eat some cheese and I'll get it sorted.
Faith is so strong now.
DOBBY: Who's that?
Yeah. So, er... Well, it's like this.
Oh, God, Dobby.