Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I have nothing against Protestants.

and it's about these two lads, they wear these cracking suits,

Thank you, girls.

within which you can grow.

I didn't meet him at Friends Across the Barricades.

I should be allowed to express my individuality.

Sorry I'm late, Sister, couldn't get over the bridge. This bloody bomb.

Twenty-four hours.

Fuck me, not the Africans again.

there's nowhere to hide.

Grand. I'll meet you after school and you can beat me up.

- They look nice. - I can't go on my own.

I'm 16 years old, and I come from a place called 'Derry',

Watch their back.

sentiments and words.

is to be simply left alone."

I've had a whole summer of it, Gerry.

- Please, Michelle. - No.

a troubled little corner in the northwest of Ireland.

Right. Well, the thing is, that's not actually funny, is it?

You've never even kissed a boy before.

we all just lost a bit of respect for you there, Matt

The hospital are saying it was heart failure,

That's the law.

But do you think if I told him I had an incendiary device down my knickers,

How long does this fast last?

- Yeah? - Can I just ask,

- Kamal is knackered. - Are you sure Kamal isn't exaggerating?

The reality, I'm sorry to say, is much harsher. Far more brutal.

Macaulay Culkin isn't a Protestant, Ma.

I have no interest in David Donnelly's spazzmo band.

This is torture.

Sorry to keep you waiting, Sister.

You better not have brought my diary to school.

Well, I don't know about the rest of you,