Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I got a free can of hairspray round the corner, you interested?

- Harpoon? - Check.

- Pick that up, would you? - Pick what up?

You're not helping anything, OK? Vince bit into it here so the piece should be here.

- I'm gonna kill Vince. - Get of!

Voodoo Scat by Howling Jimmy Jeferson.

- Yes, that's what this has been about. - To the brain!

Don't be shy, now. Throw it at me hard.

Should've checked him out before you got that done.

See that dial over there? Turn it to four, please.

Hang on, my dad's a geography teacher in Leeds.

Come with us now on a journey through time and space.

- I speak scat. - What's he saying?

♪ I did a shit on your mum and she rather liked it

- Ugh... - Mission accomplished, yeah?

And destroy the one thing you love? The one thing you hold dear to yourself?

- Not even for liquorice bootlaces? - No! We will protect Vince!

♪ Scooby-doo-bap, boop-boop-de-boo

Hey, tiny red blood cell. Come over here a minute.

Boots does a late opening on Thursdays. I could nip down there.

inject him into Vince's bloodstream using a miniature submarine.

Quick, Howard! You haven't got long before you get big again!

Close your eyes, breathe in and listen.

Oh, man, you got tuna mayonnaise all over my tendrils.

♪ Edible Frisbee, springtime Tuesday

- I see headbands are coming back in. - Yeah, I might get one.

He performed a strange ritual on his king-size deathbed,

- You, come over here. - Hello. All right?

- Get him! - Grab him, Bollo!

♪ "The Mighty Boosh"

Plunge it into the nucleus of the jazz cell. Kill it dead.

Thanks, Vince. Oh.