Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm not fussy, I'll sleep on the sofa.
So, if you could just...
OK. Oh, God. What time is it? I've got to go. I've got a date.
Why is she here? You should've started at half nine.
A bit muddy.
Woo-oo! Dan!
Uh, excuse me. Yeah?
I'm not going to wash the shirt.
Look, Dan, I'm not here for a fight.
Toaster, sink there, fridge... OK, great.
Oh, for God's sake, Dan, wake up!
I bet you really think you are, don't you?
Just come and try to squeeze one out before we get off, yeah?
Oh, fiddle-poppycock!
Fuck's sake!
Don't worry, it's fine.
"I would've been stuck in this relationship if it wasn't for you.
It was a moment of madness, and I...
No. Tell me.
This'll be great.
Oh, I do miss those days. They were very happy days, I must say...
So, hello. This is the boring speech.
And I'm so cold that I can't even feel my bum. Sh!
That's between me and my wife, innit?
OK, well, you're the manager, mate.
She's so great.
Mrs Baggett.
Yeah.
...I can write down her details. Yeah, that would be great.
Kev!
Just, you know, up the road.
Shit!
One, two, three... Ugh!
I'm going to put me and Harry first.
Speak of the devil! Hello?
You're the one that's come round here, so just ask me.
Nick?
Ridiculous question.
Oh, no, no, I'm always here.
Sorry. She said you're Nick. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I've just had a run round with the Hoover. See you in an hour, OK?
I mean, it's just like, you know, what's worse is,