Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You did punch her in the face.
- When Frou-Frou's jealous? - Knock on the door, I'll let you out.
- I asked for an HB. This is way too soft. - All right.
(Eric) Ha-ha! Hold on tight, Charlie.
- All right. You got your kitten picture? - What?
- Yeah, I suppose so. - You idiot.
What went wrong?
- I'm waiting for the right moment. - Now is. Let's move it.
No.
- That would help me out. - Get stuffed.
Come on. There you go.
(# Heavy rock)
He took pity on Charlie and scraped him off the floor with a pair of fish slices.
- Yeah? - This is...
- Let's go. - All right.
No. I've just got to do some research for my novel.
- I wonder why that is. - What?
Time to let him in, let nature take its course.
Wouldn't want to expend mental energy on mundane tasks like laundry,
l don't wear chequered suits.
..to the world of The Mighty Boosh.
- Yeah. What? - You having fun here?
(Roars)
or emptying the rubbish and stuff, so you could do that for me.
- He's not real. - He is real.