Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

and i'd like to make an appointment.
nothing to do with me.
i wouldn't dream of it--
harpenden, do you go near harpenden?
"oh, gie to me a shillin' for some fags
as they get very tedious for the average viewer.
my, isn't it hot in here!
it's only 25 minutes.
well, we could lend you a parachute.
that sudden, uh...
oh, be careful.
yes, doctor.
your legs is all swollen."
"jeez, mr. belpit
go on, flap faster.
oi, haven't i seen you somewhere before?
of an unhappy childhood
well, this is
now, what seems to be the matter?
i just want another five minutes with audrey.
and work out the most complicated
no, none at all.
or even chartered, available to the general public
was himself wearing a captain's hat
arms out, fingers together, knees bent!
sorry.
although his name was quite clearly given as mcteagle
all right, don't anybody move.
for anything else, would there?
ah, come in.
morning.
well, that's wonderful.
of course it's got a hole in!
look, would you mind going away?
by complaining about people complaining.
who complained about aeronautical inaccuracies
little joke for the chaps up at balpa house.
uh, yes, yes, yes.
arms out, fingers together, knees bent.
i would like to take this opportunity
oi, haven't i seen you somewhere before?
oh, sod 'em.
on my psychiatrist's float.
but it was with more simple, homespun verses
right, well, up on the table
yes.
kathy kirby was singing glibly about "fly me to the stars"
flying around the world sitting on a toilet.