Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Yeah. - How many fingers?
- At least I did something. - You lost the squint-of.
- Thanks, Howard. - Don't worry. He's got nothing on you.
Hello, Mom? Yeah. No, I'm fine, yeah.
But that's our angle!
I've got a few things to do. I've got to get a new coat, actually, from, uh... Topshop.
♪ Crimpety crimpety, ping pong
I have seen a doctor. He's a doctor of fashion.
When the peacock saw the magpie interviewing Kirk Douglas...
- I just had a few things to do. - That's not funny. It's not going in the book.
It's not meant to be. It has resonances beyond humour. It's bulletproof.
Low-down and dirty crimping.
I had a pencil case and it was very similar to the boy's who used to sit next to me.
- That's a good look. - That's our look!
Yeah, thanks a lot for that.
Lance Dior is ripping me of. I've been good to you. I've made you loads of money.
I don't believe this.
Look, forget them, OK? Focus. Block them out.
Um... You like presents, don't you, Vince? Yeah? Just so happens I've got you one.
- Yes, sir! - Let's go.
♪ Bitchin' about bacon
- What? - He's trying to be me.
and the magpie shaved the peacock with some clippers
Look, you don't understand how it works. Look at this.
What'll you do for me?
OK, all right, yeah. You take your time. I'll pop back later.
If I don't talk in fashion terms, I get confused.