Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

MIKE: Fiona, Fiona give me your hand!

So, did I miss anything? Or was...?

And, you know, even if you don't,

The most erotic fiction of the year.

Kitty, did you know this would happen?

Let's not get ahead of ourselves, yeah?

They're all waiting for me.

your awful manners, terrible posture and...

What is it? Are you stuck down here, or something?

(LAUGHS) First, we need to know where to look.

Hotel. Oh, no, I said it!

MALCOLM: Well, we've had to alert the authorities.

With respect, Robin, hear me out.

get the surveyors booked in, and we'll take it from there.

now it's time to force them out in the night.

- Oh! - Yes! Done!

Mike, we're late for work!

under the last board.

She's a wily one.

It's quiet, isn't it?

And we've seen some amazing places.

- Nigel. - Nigel.

- Get me out! Get me out! - Oh, gosh, look, Mick, it's you!

That's when it gets very interesting.

It's very clever, you see.

You're not Alison.

there's bound to be some skeletons...

Right, so, if you drop a piece of bread,

You've got to be joking.

- I'm really sorry to hear that. - No, it's fine, I'd never met her.

Hi, Fiona? It's Alison.

So, if you could just call me back when you get this.

Or neck. Or leg.

But we've been doing the renovations ourselves, so that's free.

(SCREAMS WILDLY)

I thought you were a prostitute.

- It's a really nice house. - Yeah.

No, I know, I don't understand them either.