Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Attention, everyone. Attention, please.
This isn't dark chocolate.
I'm just an ideas woman.
rattling round that big house on your own.
And now, with only days until the referendum takes place,
wouldn't it be a pity if there was a blackout?
Integrity. What? No.
You got the invites? Oh...
Are you doing like half monkey life, half literary greats?
Oh, it doesn't matter what I think.
I would say so. Would it not be more likely to be Belfast?
You can only speak if you're holding this.
I have to say, I found it awful slow, myself.
So did yous just make your first communion today, then?
Literally. How are the repairs coming along, Eammon?
Well, I'm just glad Orla isn't here to witness this
Fine.
Things have been pretty crap, generally.
How could you come here?
I'll just leave it here then.
Now, Gerry, I had a bit of bother with the bathroom door.
It's sort of like, "Who's Michelle?" You know?
you really don't do yourself any favours.
Says here you can hold both passports.
Yep. They're very snazzy!
You're not actually serious.
a magician, firework display, karaoke machine,
and we come from a place called Derry.
They were someone's mother, father, daughter, son.
Well, I'm looking for you lot when I bump into Jenny, who tells me...
Gardening? Have you any better suggestions?
because it would completely break her heart.
I'm starting to think he might have had a hand in that.
OK, so I think I've got a handle on the basics.
MUSIC: Bodyshakin' by 911
Be whoever you want.
What's with all the tiny brides?
Couldn't get enough of the stuff.
Morning, everyone. Ah, reading the old Agreement, I see.
I'm not getting into sausage rolls.
What happened on Bloody Sunday was both unjustified and unjustifiable.
Right, I'd better pop up and pull on me so.
Tough.
No, it's good. It's exciting.
too comfortable...
I have no fucking idea, Clare.
Hors d'oeuvre?
Then what do I have?
Have a bit of sympathy. The fella's roof fell in.
But they're just big monkeys, Orla!
How do I keep doing that?!
You're nothing but a spoilt, selfish, sheltered wee brat.
Blackout?! So I said to Jenny,
# Hollywood glamour! #
Literary monkeys.
DING
I am a Republican.
Is that understood? ALL: Yes, Sister Michael.
would intimidate a lot of fellas, we imagine,
for how can you have peace when you release the gunmen and bombers
We are running dangerously low on bamboo now, folks.
That's just the kind of selfless girl I am.
and legs like that should not be hidden away.
Well, I was just trying to make conversation.
then some wain told me you went to Jenny Joyce's house,
is pretty black and white.
to eat a whole Jesus?