Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Here puss puss puss

Come on, we'll take you somewhere.

Then, brothers in war, to the skirmish must we hence.

He was over there.

Go get thee hence

Senile delinquents.

- Who's this? - Our Lord Mayor.

Of course I can. Let me peruse it.

I've got a little...

McCarthy! You Bastard!

Where did it come from?

Climb aboard, Young Fred. Climb aboard, Young Fred.

'P' is for please...

I wonder if... Yeah, it still works.

- Oh, no. - The motor's packing in.

Let's not waste time sitting on the hence.

- One, two, three... - Four.

A true, universal, euphonious thing.

- Here comes Ringo! - 'H' is for hurry...!

- He's right, you know. It's pepper. - Pepper?

- Instruments at the ready. - Okay, on the beat.

I think the theory put forward by Einstein could well be applied here.

The middle South Midlands Victorian phase.

- They do, though, don't they? - Yes, they do.

All right, let's sing.

- Tiptoe through the Meanies... - Shh!

Then you start looking for a switch.

I've got a hole in my pocket.

Liverpool can be a lonely place on a Saturday night.

The Sea of Holes... into the Sea of Green.

- Come on. Let's get out of here. - On tiptoe.

- Shorter hours. - I don't blame it.

Is there a matter you'd like to take up

I don't want to alarm you, but the years are going backwards.

- Nice bit of gear, that. - They'll look great on, eh?

How many do you think there are in all?

Finish the quartet.

And did you bring help?

That's a good question

Look, everything's getting bigger.

Can't we take one of these?