Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-You remember Lawrence Hughes-Davies? -Of course.
[James] I don't give a fuck about Johnny Public.
-[Tom] How's Sophie? -Pretty great.
[James] Krystyna.
The one that I just came up in.
I'm going to bed.
[Olivia moaning]
[indistinct chatter]
An allegation of what?
At least, our sex is great. It's never been a problem for us.
I've been so stressed out at work these past many months.
[James] Johnny Public will support me. I'm sure of it.
Yes.
Wasn't she helping you with homework?
…it's passed.
-Where's your handsome half? -That is a very good question.
-Oh my God. I'm sorry. -[Olivia] Sorry, James.
-[woman 2] Mrs Whitehouse. How are you? -Oh hello.
[James] A few times.
Denials have a way of coming back to bite you on the arse.
Where else?
She's not feeling well, so I have to take over with the kids.
No. Why?
Nice to see Sophie here.
in the three and a half decades I've been here.
Bloody hell, they're fast.
[dramatic music playing]
-Prime Minister. -[man 2] I believe he's in?
She doesn't mean anything to me. It was just sex.
You need a towel, miss.
[woman] At this hour on a Friday?
No.
and help me fix it.
-What are they doing? -They're anal chugging.
♪ We want it all ♪
♪ How the mighty fall ♪
Well, uh…
I am not my mother.
[Lucy] I nearly did die in Corsica.
[man] Let's go! Libertines!
First of all, show me an old bird, Mrs Murray.
♪ Lost all control ♪
Work mostly.
[indistinct chatter]
-What do you mean "luck"? -[Brian chuckles]
[man] Oh, James.
[Sophie inhales deeply, exhales]