Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've had an octopus squatting on my brain for a fortnight,
to come roaring across the desert and attack them from behind.
What would you do?
"But at night, I'm a woman,
I think you're probably right. Not now, Sheila.
And whee!
- You're not really trying, you know. - Trying what?
I looked at it in the bathroom mirror, and it spoke to me!
They're turning rainforests into deserts.
Once we get it out into the open, it'll be easier to fight.
(DOORBELL RINGING)
They're gonna get it bigger and brighter and better!
- Paddington drug orgy. - Huh.
That isn't the real world.
All you've got to do is bugger something up,
Come upstairs and put something on.
You need something tough.
Anyway. That's not actually what I wanted to talk about.
This gas-fired business had penetrated so deeply into my subconscious,
which I'm afraid I don't have time to go into now.
I only want one. I don't smoke.
Things like that are always happening
but I've been worried sick about boils for a fortnight.
- Try massaging your temples. - I've got to give them a date.
I'm completing a process of natural selection.
And that is its health-giving ingredient we will sell.
You're totally worn out, both physically and emotionally.
The side that sells toothpaste and soap.
'Ere, you know why I grew it? Big Granddad.
(SIGHS) All right, I'll get you one. But on one condition.
You've given it the side that you find intolerable,
BAGLEY: Oh, Julia. Julia, darling.
It'll all be over in the morning.
You've got to remember, as far as he's concerned, I wouldn't be lancing it.
- Hello, Penny. Lovely party. - Super.
BAGLEY: I don't want to go back in there.
- I hope you told him I was out. - Yes, Mr Bagley. You were out.
All right, me. It was me. But I was ill.
"and we packed this shit into every tube.
You lose. You lose.
- I can't. I've got to see Bristol. - You're not gonna be much use.
And I know Mrs, Wallace, God bless her, has noticed it too.
That's right, you cynical bastard.
- BAGLEY: Help! Help! Help! Help! Help! - (BOIL GRUNTING)
- See? She's a meat-eating vegan. - I do not eat meat!
And by Christ, Bagley, did I sell some radiators.
she who fills her basket.
All right, I'll get you one, but on one condition.
and people with names like Barbara Simmons.
I don't approve of its rejection. I can no longer tolerate it.
I know this must be all sort of upsetting for you, darling,
If you look at the market research...
Nobody ever remembers a late delivery, Richard. They only remember a bad one.
There's a splendid example of what he's talking about outside our building.
- And not in that order. - But you've always adored fucking.
I'll do everything I can to harm you!
in exactly the same way as the Arabs fix the price for oil.
Roads represent a fundamental right of man
Even if it says something that might be of relevance?
I hardly see a pork pie's got anything to do with it.
- There. All done. All done. - (GROANING)
I'm not an expert in these things, Julia.
Oh, Christ, I think I've woken him up. I'll have to be quick.
we also encourage her to reward herself with little treats,
BOIL: Mmm. Smells good.
- You're being completely irrational. - Irrational?
Oh! You don't have to hold me quite so tightly, Dennis.
- Sensational. - Can you give me a verbal peek?
- Do you mind? - The tits were spread with peanut butter!
(SNIFFS) I know that smell. Givenchy.
♪ Talkin' about my generation ♪ This is my generation
We're leaving in less than an hour.
She uses 16 feet six inches of toilet tissue a week
Good God, this is a madman!
Perhaps. But now, let's have a look at this bully on your neck.
We could leave in a week or so.
Just tell me how a boil
Clearly, we are looking for a label.
♪ I'm not trying to cause a big sensation
I know exactly what I'm doing now.
You have to do your best to get him there.
Pork pies, turnips, oven parts.
Please stop that. I think you're ill.
Just thought you might be interested in a little light rabbit to while the time away.
- I'm talking to it. - I need a cigarette.
And this is its poisonous mouthpiece.