Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Nine days, Anna. - For nine days. But bollocks to him.

♪ Have fun, go mad ♪ ♪ Don't do what I do ♪

- Hello. - 'Hi, it's James. Is Helen there?'

See? You couldn't even think of the word.

Yes? I don't... Oh, help.

Uh... Well, maybe, um...

I've done it, Russell. I've bloody done it.

what are you doing home at this time of...

♪ I don't feel like it ♪

we had wars getting Pierre Claude's restaurant open.

OK. I'll go. I'll go. I was getting a bit choked up

Well, but we've gotta move locations for that, so don't swallow for ten minutes.

Yes, but I don't normally faint, so I, um...

Almost to the day, listen to you. What are we, a survey?

No more deceit, no more lying to Helen.

I mean, you seem so distant.

- Gerry is why you haven't called me? - Well, after Clive's party,

See you, James.

♪ Have fun, go mad ♪ ♪ Do what I say ♪

I wanted to see what this girl you seem to have no intention of leaving...

♪ Yes, she's grown up ♪

Please come. It'll be a laugh.

Business trip. Newcastle or something. I didn't want to pry.

Where were you earlier? I really needed to talk to you.

Would you like to leave a message?

Is that what you're trying to say?

Funny how nobody talks on the tubes, isn't it?

♪ Oh, yes, I'm the night ♪

Set a woman back three days doing a thing like that.

- I mean, that's the best. - Is the blind buggered again?

Oh, well, don't wonder about things like that.

♪ For all of time ♪ ♪ For all of time ♪

So, you were together two years

Look, James, maybe I shouldn't be here.

Am I meant to immediately get the reference here?

What, "Always look on the bright side of life"?

Well, I shouldn't have brought this up now. I've got to go to my interview.

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. Oh, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

♪ Abraham head had seven sons ♪

Nothing aggressive.

- Oh, come on. - Really. I'll be sick.

- Think he's just avoiding you? - I don't know.

But we reserve the right to be pissed off if we don't get it.

'We suggest you find alternative means of transport.'

Why are you pretending I'm Russell? You know I hate that.

Of course. Crikey, it's... it's very, very OK, yeah.

and get you alarmingly out of your head on Grolsch.

♪ My head just feels in pain ♪

♪ Looks like you've ♪ ♪ changed your ways again... ♪♪

Might need a couple of stitches.

I'm sick of waiting on tables.

Oh, God, I hate that word, but I am.

Good-looking bloke.

It's very uncool. It's word of mouth. People talk.

which your diet does not allow, with a double tarka dahl,

which you can then puke