Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All I want is a washing machine.

Can you hear that?

One clay that thing made you turn right instead of left.

No, no, we're getting separate readings from you.

What was that, fireworks?

You got the cooker, you keep warm,

Miss Coltrane, you're in number 8.

Only when you want to.

Used to be a nice little family, number 29.

- I don't even know what I'm doing. -Is it awake?

He runs that little photocopy business

But it is. It's gone.

Tell me, does your grandfather still own that telescope?

Why do you keep looking at my shoulder? What's wrong?

He thought you were brilliant.

Alice, there's a great big web-star-thing

Sixty million people have dissolved into fat.

¡no viniste a mis clases! ¡nunca enseñas nada nuevo!

- Sorry? -Did someone spill a drink on me?

Just goes with the job, I suppose.

Here's to Mr Chowdry.

And where is he now? Over.

They are. But you had one created around you.

seven of them, good family, good kids.

From the evidence, I'd say he managed to stop the creature.

This job of yours, what choices led you there?

That's the second round of drinks you've bought. It was my turn.

- Never really spoke to her. -She'll be dead.

Is pot luck. Is fun!

Who typed this? I'm your PA. Did you get someone else to type this?

A life never loved.

Yeah. Well, they haven't met me.

¡no viniste a mis clases! ¡En ellas siempre repites lo mismo!

This is where we leave you.

It was bad enough when you saw the ghost of Earl Mountbatten

Except that one, be careful of him.

She talks like that. A lot.

I see the future.

The future predicted. Your life foretold.

- Christmas Eve? It'll be heaving. -Well, exactly. Get in and grab 'em.

You turned left.

I'm not...I'm nothing special. I'm a temp.