Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Why are you here?

Just, um, routine sentry duty.

Pitiful, isn't it?

♪ So tell me, whatcha gonna do about it?♪

[machine whirring]

[chuckles] Gets the blood flowing.

[Man] It's a bomb! It's a bomb!

Only one thing to do. You're for the chop, George.

You are pumping me for information.

-I've had enough of it. -Alfie.

Good evening, sir.

Do you see what you've done?

But that's people.

Okay. Well, I really have to go.

[door closes in distance]

I said, "Here we go."

and then she's back in the Tower for hanging again.

Ah, God, I love that woman. [chuckles]

Subject is a recruitment target of long standing.

As you may have heard, the last one killed himself.

-[Alfred] Daveboy? -[Daveboy] Yeah?

The security branch informs us that Mrs. Gaunt held

♪ Memories mar my mind♪

Of course you don't know how to make coffee.

Perhaps a little, a little dance would please you, hmm?

You're not in the mood? That time of the month,

Really? After all these years, now?

Oh, yes, your secret weapon.

They want to sell all the beer and the pies.

Ah. How can I refuse such virtue?

Gertcha. Pukka whistle, this. Look at that lining.

♪ Love is a losing game♪

[indistinct chatter]

What's wrong with you?

that you can always come to me for advice...

This is the future of chemical warfare.

You know what? Fuck you.

[phone line ringing]

Have you been taking your medication properly?

Well, ever since then, she tries to be good.

-[Banjo] Yes, sir. -[Ring announcer] And now,

Wh-- Unfair because it's not true

I rest my case.

Fuck me, it's hot.

Fucking get back!

what would those terms be?

You're that beefeater from the Tower.

And thank you for putting up