Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(WHISTLES TUNELESSLY) promise
But I'm going to argue about it. I'm going to shout about it!
It's extraordinary how much steam comes off hot peas, isn't it?
"but we do try.
to create the ravenous market I'm after.
I'm going through everything in the house and isolating items of genuine worth.
- We humour him, discreetly. - Not exactly, Penny.
Thank you. Thank you.
- BAGLEY: The truth. - Shut up, you dozy scab!
What you mean is you want me to have a look at it. No.
Do you think I'm going mad, Julia?
God in heaven!
So here we are again with our diet.
- Where is he? - Upstairs.
"Nobody cares as much about your skin as you do,
And I'm not talking about atom bombs, darling.
The bag may have contained heroin,
Do you think women like filling their bodies with chemicals?
Because I'm the man who's taken the stench out of everything but shit.
- You're wearing Le De. Givenchy. - Oh!
- And how are you gonna do that? - By glamorising boils.
and fucks no more than 4.2 times a month.
(SCREAMS)
and tell me what you see.
I want to make them fashionable.
- I can't listen to any more of this. - You swore you'd be quiet!
Constantly! I've got a talking boil on my neck!
Jesus Christ! What do you think you're doing?
- Thanks for the cigarette, Mrs Wallace. - I thought you'd given up.
and I was very like you, Bagley.
They don't like it. I personally abhor it.
My grandfather was caught molesting a wallaby in a private zoo in 1919.
And that's exactly how I'm telling you.
I've washed it, dried it, poked it,
Yes, I was about to say, I notice Penny's gone carnivorous.
No. I don't show work in progress.
He says he knows you're avoiding him and he says he insists on a time to see you.
- I can't stand it any more. - How do you think I feel about it?
WOMAN: I think men should bleed.
- Hold them, Sheila. - So don't tell me I'm being irrational.
BAGLEY: Julia! Julia!
You can't harm me, you miserable little bit of garbage.
- I have, darling. - What's it doing?
Stop saying "the you-know-what".
How did you find out about my grandfather?
(CLOCK CHIMING)
You're going to need a condom, and quick!
How?
I was just getting ready to clear my throat, that's all.
Once we've done that, we've got a good chance
This isn't a dream. It's reality.
A pot of soup would be for the few.
BAGLEY: You're talking to the wrong head!
The other 50 percent is about offering to solve it.
I'm getting nowhere. Zero.
- ♪ I am without my love ♪ - (RAUCOUS LAUGHTER)
- Oh, no! - Oh, yes.
I don't know. I don't know!
- No. He died before I was born. - Do you sympathise with him?
MAN: Cut! Cut! One more, boys. Get it right.
What utter balls, Jonathan.
Because this poor, sick creature with a box on his head was me.
Just see Bristol and come home.
- Seven years. - Congratulations.
No. I'm not afraid of him. I'm one of the few who really understands him.
my mind slips into a sort of dreadful, oily neutral.
And please put that cigarette out. That's three in ten minutes.
- Julia seems terribly tense. - Surprised? It's him.
And the instant she does, the guilt cuts in.
In which case, it might well be difficult to persuade him a psychiatrist could help.
Don't think the bandages might be a bit on the tight side, Bagley?
And, under the circumstances, I'm surprised you get to sleep at all.
BOIL: Shall I tell you why people buy hydrogen bombs?
To me, this represents everything that is wrong
Oh, Mrs Wallace! I didn't know you were here.
You know, just a storyboard or some roughs,
Any other part of the human body, I'll sell it something.
it must be appreciated from the beginning
because you're frightened of what you might see?
I'm likely to turn up here and burn this dump to the ground.
they were on the phone this morning, threatening to pull the account.
I'd completely forgotten what a terrible time it's been for you.
We can't talk here. Come and have a drink.
The World Is In Danger, Julia. The Greed Is Out Of Control.
Aagh!
- What? - I can't go into it now, but he's manic.
♪ Talkin' about my generation
You know what this does to me, reliving this nightmare?
- Me? - Yes.
(WHIRRING)
it would have some sort of therapeutic effect.
By God, I will!
Dick, dick, dick, dick, dick.
I did. They're over the moon.
but we're not blind, we've got our eyes open.
Everything will be all right. You've had these sort of problems many times before.
- No more! - Leave it on, Dennis!
traditionally known as the British sausage.
No, don't! Don't lance the wrong...
Vile. I'm glad I've given up.
Yeah, but I'd forgotten what a nightmare you are.
If happiness means the whole world
because you've projected some of you into it.