Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(sirens wail, tyres screech)
The matron ticked me off the list...
What's the time now?
(Liz retches)
(techno)
(rowdy shouting)
(snorts) Oh, not you, too, Liz. Please don't lose it.
Liz and Frankie are best friends. They're thick as thieves.
Hello?
MUFFLING SOBBING
You always get to see everything.
And then you die.
You think I am going to tell him? I am going to lie low in a hotel. He will never know.
Frankie...
Behind me is Brabourne School....
You have got to get me out of here. Please. I don't feel safe.
Liz and Frankie are best friends. They're thick as thieves.
What's wrong?
Hello. (giggles)
(whimpers)
You go deaf.
The police have yet to make any formal statement...
(Geoff, laughing) How does it go?
(grunts)
I don't really blame you, Liz. I am just going nuts.
(whispers) Take it.
No. You mustn't think like that.
Why me?
(Geoff) Mm...
(Geoff) Hello.
Please, please be OK. Get up.
Right.
...you fucking geeky little fucking bitch...
(Liz whispers) I am so sorry, Frankie. Frankie, I am so sorry.
...with a solicitor and your parents present.
- If they could, they would have by now. - You grassed me up, you bitch.
Well, I guess we're going to find out.
From when we run out of water, about three or four days.
(keys jingle)
(wavering) The key.
What's going on? What is it? Liz, it's the middle of the night. What?
Why you? Why you?
- Get out of the way of the lady. - (shouts)
What are you, anyway? You're just a face... and hair.
They have tapped my phone, they tried to follow me here.
I will have a word with His Highness. Anything else?
Get ready, girls. Mike Steel is single again.
Mrs. Dunn called again...
It's not my fault if you don't like what I have to say.
- Jesus, it's so dark. - Right, I am going first.
Would you mind if I boiled water for my pasta?
Why?
(sniffs)
- You didn't bring any food? - Not food food. A bit of gum.
Martin wants me to see that...
- (laughter) - You fucking nut job.
I don't even feel like I have been here before.
...you just ache.
We will go out and buy lots of new things.
(sobs)
You fucking killed her.
God, I feel like I am dying.
- Guys, guys. The water's gone off. - Are you sure?
Get out of the way. Get out of the way of the woman.