Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Crikey.
Stan loved you like a son.
till the meeting of the next committee,
for an enterprising young man like you, Jack.
In fact, the most memorable game of bowls ever played
Bowled!
Eh?
You've been warned about harassment.
You've seen the electricity bill?
Did quite well too. Till she upset the wrong person.
Doing a flipper.
Here's your meat tray, Jack. Did I win, did 1?
Here it is.
You remind me a bit of myself as a young bloke.
Is that right? Yes.
It was unanimous.
Oh, great. Great.
You're under arrest
I'll see you at the bowls club.
I'd kill for an lced vo-vo.
One more!
Essendon 7 goals, 27 behinds. Can you believe it?
standing around listening to old blokes banging on.
to turn down a drink, particularly a free one.
to demand their immediate disqualification.
Pleasure doing business with you, George.
He knows about the car park bizzo.
I hope the king knows the law,
And me?
Eileen: Get an ambulance! Dave: Stan.
He showed some today.
I wasn't talking to you.
Bowling arm?
You know what I mean. Of course I do, dear.
I'll go one of those.
What do all you guys think?
Crowd: Oh, yes!
I'm afraid I'll have to confiscate those.
Well done, son. Stan?
Oh, no. I'm not falling for that one.
Got a girlfriend. No, you don't!
No, I don't think I will. I'll have a go at the sponge.
We're two up, Jack.
I suggest... no, I insist you all try one.
They look shithouse.
I'm going to bowl the flipper
Song: J don't be so reckless
I'll see you out. No, you're right, mate.
Tuesday then?
“in charge of the issuing of licences.”
Bernie: The rules are very, very clearly stated, gentlemen.
What about that bloke? Why can't he bowl?
I've lost my girlfriend and my job.
will be able to come up with a few ideas.
Greensville. Boy, there was a cracker of a club.
Oh, um, arthritis is playing up.
which we need to do if we are going to meet our target quota.
No, I've just heard your three favourite words, my friend.
Mmm. That looks nice.
of poker machine licences.
Ah, good. Let's hope this one doesn't get me thrown in jail.
Eileen: Yeah. Come on, Jack! Do it for Stan.
Albert. Jackson?
Just like Stan - straight to the bar.
I used to drive the school bus!
Horticulture? Yep.
Read 'em and weep, pal.
Crikey, Stan, you're tossing pineapples.
“Mr Fowler has been linked
Just put it in the ditch.
but you're helping us out of a tight spot.
You're telling me.
you've got the lot, basically.
What next?
on his final campaign.
Mine's closer.
Unless cityside bowls club can demonstrate
Such a distinctive taste.
Um... very technical.
Man: What's this room for?
“nearly brought the house down,
Applied for membership.
Ah, nice one, Keith.
They say it looked like a resting toucher.
He knew he did wrong, and he copped it on the chin.
Sid reils?
No, no, no, far from it.
Sorry. They've just got that... 'National geographic' look.
Now, you're not welcome here.
And that, of course, will render you unfit
They're scones, Jack.
that I have ever eaten.
Although, you know what these places are like -
Bring 'em over. Yeah. Will do.
and only if you're sitting on the other side of the glass
This place would be perfect for a hydroponic setup, hey?
and increased maintenance costs,
Nance... l know.
Well, you're from a simpler time.
be temporarily suspended
I've played your dopey pennant, worked your stupid bar,
Outside these four walls, of course.
Acoem #1 Crushing Fluke and Easy Laser
And keep the small circle on the inside,
Give it up for Wayne 'Hollywood' alcock. There he is.
You'd have this stuff growing in the shed, wouldn't you, mate?
Jack: I swear, len, that's the only time I've ever done it.
Next Saturday, in fact.
Just getting them out of the system, len.