Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Never got the abortion, either. Lucky for you, James, eh? Ha!
No, I mean, we said it, but as a joke.
Aye. You shouldn't swear, Michelle, because when you swear,
I didn't actually know that.
Fine! But we both know you're gonna sit in the corner like a frigid fuck.
- Now, will you sponsor me or not? - Fine.
She's away back to London.
I'm desperate now. This is agony.
Aye, he can cope.
- That's right. - Retreat.
No, I'm not intimidated by them, Sister.
He's English, Orla. That's the way they talk.
Isn't that right, Sister Michael?
♪ That the time on the clock Was the time ♪
Thanks. You should come along tonight.
Where's my mom, Auntie Deidre?
Some lovely sentiments there.
Gig, Clare, it's called a "gig", and I have to go. He invited me specifically.
What's happening, exactly?
Sit down. Mr. Maguire,
Michelle, don't.
What's going on there, girls?
Corner.
what age was Sister Declan?
Oh, look, your boring fucking diary sent her to sleep.
Michelle, would you mind showing me where the toilet is?
Motherfuckers!
But will you ever get your self-respect back, Clare?