Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Put your knob away.
with no hot water, fish paste sandwiches and ten-mile tabs, like it or not.
I need fresh air to keep my skin clear.
Come in, sit down. Make yourself at home.
(TV) The prime suspect has been released without charge.
I will tell you what. Why don't you have a go, darling? Go on.
I am trying.
Hey. You guys. Have you thought that maybe the traffic's heavy?
I will get them to send it up to your room, Frankie.
OK, I have got one for you. Make you cack your pants.
Lack of food and water would have made them confused and paranoid.
...she could go back to that stony silence bullshit.
DNA?
But if anything happens to Martin, it's Geoff's fault, OK?
Look, I am serious. She's very, very sick. It just keeps coming out of her.
Then I thought, at least this way...
My life has no meaning.
Open the door. You bitch. Open the door.
I bought a Telegraph and a Kit Kat...
Watch out, ladies.
Please. Just so we're clear.
I cleaned my teeth and had a shit.
In two days, my parents are going to be up there waiting for me.
How can I make anything happen when I am here with you?
(Liz) I keep thinking about her mum and her dad...
(birdsong)
All that aggression out here...
...which means they could be covering a three-day radius of the school.
- Are you going? - It's my party.
I know what that means.
And I am buying, all right? It's going to be all right.
Has there been a day in the last five years that we haven't talked?
- Mm... four. - Oh, thank you.
- Good job, Doctor. - Thanks, Detective.
(shouting)
(rhythmic thumping)
I should have never came down here. As soon as I saw you...
It might seem really... stupid, but let's just give it a bash, OK?
Doesn't matter, I will get a confession out of Martin, no problem.
- No. Stop. - (laughter echoes)
...when the police arrest Martin, will they put him in a cell?
- OK, so food slipped your mind. - I have got food.
(laughs wryly)
Man, I am telling you, this is different. This is ten out of ten.
You know, Stevie sent me here to protect me from the nut jobs at home.
Move quick, girl, or you will be auditioning with every peekaboo slut from London up.
I don't see why I should be punished. It was an accident.
(raucous singing)
Come, please
You let Frankie die. You fucking held her hand...
To exist, you either have to be a bitch or a complete slut.
(sobs) You let me think I was going to die, and you watched me kill my best friend.
He's going to get away with it, isn't he?
You are the cretin.
(Muffled Sobbing)
Because I know you did it.
Martin knew that the school and our parents always believed each other.