Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Blood is coming out of your arm. For fuck's sake, stop it!

'Ha, got my emotional meathook in. Now time to waggle it around.'

- I said, you've given up trying to... - Yes, I heard what you said.

- Oh, are they in a submarine? - Yes, they're in a submarine.

What? But she said... She said you'd said...

Does... Does he beat you, Soph?

It's Ernest and Julio. Fictional, obviously, but it gives a nice image.

What are we gonna do? Go make a tent in the living room and eat Dairylea?

Jez! We're not gonna do anything. We're just going over.

Jez, don't worry. I'm not actually cutting myself.

'Sophie got pregnant and he ended up... getting married? Got to think through these plans.

Nice bluffing, lad!

I'll stay, friend.

Yeah. Well, history's history.

All right? Sorry I'm a bit late.

What, really? What about Nancy? Or Sophie?

'What the fuck am I doing?!

I've hit the mother lode! I've been waiting for this! I can really fuck him with this!

'But there's always a chance someone else might have a better one.

Pick 6 or not, there's no threat from you pal.

No, I can't. I really can't.

- Hello. - When are you getting back from work?

Right. Who's your real best mate, me or Jeff?

Just say you never met me

I'll be as quick as I can.

No, no! No! I'm hungry!

Most people wouldn't volunteer for a charity bungee jump.