Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.
Is that blood?
- Oh, I know. Isn't she great? - She is. She's amazing.
- Are you OK? - I'm fine.
It is.
The statistics speak for themselves. Next slide.
Were you even planning on paying?!
I say a line, and you have to guess which film it's from.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I wish Michael were still alive. He'd love to have met you.
sei frocio
He's asking the Russians to pay him to keep his mouth shut.
It's a Jamie Oliver.
Thanks so much. I'm so glad we could work this out.
Sorry, Alan. Is this room...?
He was convinced that our Philip was a whoopsie, of course.
- Sam? - Small town...
What on earth is he like to work for?
We need to go to your house and pick up some clothes.
You bloody bitch.
- We'd sorted it out. - I'm, like, "Ah!"
Now, breathe in, breathe out.
Oh, my God.
39% of all people...
Average height. Um... One of them's...
- She's in the van downstairs - Great.
So...
- Guys, guys, guys. - I had to sell the paintings!