Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ I am the wind, I am the sea, ♪ ♪ I am the sun ♪
'You have two head problems...'
♪ I've got to see it through alone ♪
♪ And I can't see at all ♪
if anyone had called when you walked in the door?
To admit that he's a twat.
So, I... I'm not waiting any more, Gerry.
not to take the matter any further... this time.
♪ And all I see is you ♪
James... are you her husband?
In my book, getting to drink two chocolate milkshakes in one sitting
- Is that him? - I guess so.
Whose idea was this trip... yours or Lydia's?
OK. Whoa.
In fact, they should be called The Foetles.
to bring the situation to a head.
- Whoa! Wow! - Pass me your plate.
- Who? - Gary Glitter.
I'll go.
I can't take it!
- Business lunch? - Yeah, just a chat, you know.
OK.
Well, it's such a little thing. It's hardly worth getting uptight about.
Look, I don't think you're a psychopath, I just want to read my book.
I am going to make you so happy.
I'm... I'm sorry. I... Don't go.
Are you seeing him?
Now... you're in shock, darling, OK?
I'm here to help you.
Hello.
- OK. - Great. See ya.
I mean, six days is...
Yeah, OK. Thanks, mate. Cheers. Bye.
Sorry. It's not my place.
♪ I was hoping that ♪
He's opening his first restaurant in six days,
No, no, no. You don't advertise a new restaurant.
what do you do when you're not serving mad-cow burgers in here?
I went to Anna's. I needed to see a friendly face.
Well, I hoped not.
Oh, Gerry called, by the way.
And despite the fact that Lydia gave you an out on the phone,
There are no PR jobs.
Luckily for you, I've convinced my colleagues
and she's invited me to her apartment tomorrow evening for a serious chat.
My whole life pivots around Pam and I breaking up.
- I don't know. I couldn't really say. - Well, there were, I'm sure.
Ten minutes, Lydia, and don't ever turn up at my kitchen window again like that.
I know when you finish the book we'll be millionaires,
hello mother fuckers. your dad is here now you know who am i
I'll tell Anna I'm OK.
to keep the money coming in. But you've asked Helen to come
I can't write without you. I can't do anything without you.
♪ And then you call me ♪
and close it behind you.
Just tell me... yes or no.
You sad, sad wanker.
and a ruthless efficiency. I'll come in again!
Please, don't get hysterical. Look, I'm sorry! OK, I'm sorry!
- Yeah, all right. - OK, thanks, mate. Bye.
It spurred me on.
You don't know what's going on? I'll tell you, then.
Anna, you're Helen's best friend. Where else would she be?
I live with someone. A man. I live with a man.
They have less questions than these on Jeopardy.
Yes. Yes, you were in the lift just now. You dropped your earring, I picked it up.
- I'm over him. - Oh, you're over him.
Well, I won't be more than a couple of hours.
So did you, it would seem.
- She doesn't want to leave here. - I know.
Gerry, you can't just turn up like this. This is a really important night for me.
Wait, hold, hold. Your friend Anna thinks I'm cute?