Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Mike, there are no ghosts in here. - It's freaking me out

- Yes! - Let's get organised.

There you go, Frank, pass that down.

That pigeon isn't in here.

apart from Julian, who I didn't really trust,

- Oi, Mike! - Yeah?

Everything - his socks, his knickers, they were all strewn up the stairs.

because, um, it's not acceptable behaviour?

Yeah, yeah, we'll find time for that.

With any luck, she'll become a ghost, like me,

We'll probably just put our heads together and run some numbers up the flagpole

- Ohh. He stinks. - He does a bit.

You are like a...

- (ALISON GASPS) - (MARY GIGGLES)

Wonderful idiots! Now, where was I?

cos your flower just isn't good enough, so there you are, on display,

the profundity of my feelings for her.

(SHOUTS) Not now, Mike!

- ...with the monkeys. - Yes.

and report this to Alison straight away.

so safety rule number one is no...

- Ohh... - (DRILL WHIRS)

You gotta be mates, if you want mate's rates.

Oh, it is! I could let Carol know that I was OK.

# You fell in love with me

Which I did for real once.

Oh, yeah. No milk, four sugars.

- MIKE: We don't have any more money. - ALISON: Great, great!

(MARY WAILS SOFTLY)

Oh, no, Pat. I don't think that's such a great idea.

and work on my art!

Yeah, good, good. We've finally managed to make the roof watertight in the, erm...

You are so right.