Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Then the fucker will rue the day
You can stuff it up your arse for nothing ...and fuck off while you're doing it!
She said she'd closed. What do you want in here?
and cellotape this valve to the end of the old chap.
To a sensational cellar
And have another look in that shed. Find anything.
reflectin' these times.
"No, please don't pull my head off."
Stop saying vaccine rollout was successful It’s boosters we need now
- He doesn't want to sleep with you. - Right.
Night must fall, and we shall be forced to camp.
He told me about your problems,
We can drink it on the way.
- What happened to your cigar commercial? - That's what I want to know.
How much is it?
YOU BLOODY FOOL YOU SHOULD NEVER MIX YOUR DRINKS
I don't know what's in here.
What fucker said that?
I shall miss you too. Chin-chin.
But surely you could forego for just this one occasion.
We've come out here in the middle of nowhere without aspirins?
You got the part, man?
Under the rock. I can see it.
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And that's what's so essential, isn't it?
Event Somebody mugged you for ...
I think the carrot infinitely more fascinating than the geranium.
Why is he behaving so uptightly?
It's sort of fashionable, actually. All the actors do it. Even Redgrave.
We've foretold the future by mistake
You can stuff it up your arse for nothing and fuck off while you're doing it!
You'll be pleased to hear Monty's invited us for drinks.
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Of course you have. You're the poacher.
- All right. - I want the room with the lock. Agree to that, or I'm off.
Why he's up there fuck knows.
I have it specially flown in from my man in Mexico.
What do you want a child for?
Get in the back of the van!
Very, very foolish words, man.
We've given up the 6 by mistake
What have I done to offend him? I don't consciously offend big men like this.
I don't want to hear it. I don't want to hear anything.
Sitting down to enjoy my holiday
Friday night at the Cammarsh Hotel
I think he'd better sleep alone tonight.
We want to get in there, don't we?
You're drunk
I've gone on Learned League By Mistake
No need to get uptight, man. I was merely making an observation.
Sit down, for Christ's sake. What's the matter with you?
I'm warning you, if you do, you're fired.
- You're drunk. - Just bring out the cakes. Cake and fine wine.
I'm trying to drive this thing as quietly as possible.
No, thanks. I've got a call to make.
What fucker said that?
This doll is extremely dangerous. It has voodoo qualities.
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Rubbish. I haven't seen Gielgud down the Labor Exchange.
Why can't I get on television?
- Sherry? - Sherry.
Aren't you getting absurdly high?
Can you help us? We've fired our engineers by mistake!
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Find your neutral space. You've got a rush.
What the fuck are you talking about?
and liven all of you stiffs up a bit.
- Here you are, lads. - Chin-chin.
- Good night, my dears. - Good night, Monty.
Deep Heat
- Well, he's randy! - Yes, I know he is!
This is the reason bald-headed men are uptight.
I dislike relatives in general, my own in particular.
Shall we? Soon?
perhaps the last island of beauty in the world.
I feel dreadful. I feel really dreadful.
Now look, you. Them pheasants are for his pot. These here are for my pot.
Trade, "Phenodihydrochrolide benzorex."
and transfer your talents to the meat.
He knows. Hey, give us a wheeze on that fag.
Time change. You lose. You gain.
Wait till the morning. We'll go in together.
Your sensitivity overwhelms me.
All right. All right.
On my life, Monty, this is the first night we haven't slept together for six years.
Apart from a raw potato, that's the only solid...
I think an evening At the swan
And in both our interests, I think we should sleep together tonight.
He's in. He's sharpening a fucking knife.
An expert on bulls you are not!
Is this true?
It will pass. Be seated.
I'll take the bastard axe to him!
Hey, show no fear. Just run at it.
You'll have to keep a look out your side.
Have we got any embrocation?
How it feels to be Joe
You haven't slept in 60 hours. You're in no state to tackle it.
yielding place to new.
I feel like a pig shat in my head
Liar! What's in your toolbox?
- Two quid? You're out of your mind. - That's sense, Withnail.
He's going away. He's leaving.
Poacher. Works the lake.
I've only had a few ales
- When? - Shut up! That would be very kind.
Listen, we're bona fide. We're not from London. Could we have some fuel and wood?
Well, neither have I. Who the fuck are you talking about?
Probably wintering with his mother in Guildford.
and they have to give you your keys back.
- You're drunk. - I assure you I'm not, officer.
A what? Why wouldn't they see me?