Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I shouldn't have to be a machine in bed just because I meditate.

Oh, God, Soph, really?

Health club interview. It's a biggie.

Oh, what about her? I know her, she's a friend of Nancy's.

Nice. And how's your love life?

and raising our glasses... to true love.

Night to remember or what?

Oh, OK... You're not going?

'Must... think... words, funny words.'

"Love life" may be a grandiose term for staring at women on the bus.

Dooby dooby dooby dooby doo...

on every single egg under the Word Bird.

'Public humiliation. Welcome to my world, Jeff.

So I'll need the bed.

- I don't believe you. - Seriously. I wouldn't lie about a thing like this.

But why don't you come too, Soph?

Really hope she gets it.

'That wasn't convincing.'

- With the both of you? - No, no, obviously, come along with... Sam!

And this first number is for Jez and Nancy.

"Good luck with the marriage."

Thanks so much for sorting me out with this, Toni.

Oh, this will be fun.

Everythings turned from gold...into shit

Look at you with your beautiful American wife and me with my lovely maybe girlfriend.

But I say to those cynics,

Nancy, it's lovely, your dooby-dooing, but could you wait till this ends?

Hamburg Weekend

Hey, Nance. You've met Auntie Helen.

I mean, legally, and therefore probably in the eyes of God.

Mmm. As an actual precursor to us getting married. On Friday.