Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You never put it on for me, did you?
You don't have to fucking swim, you divvy. That's the point.
- Go get snagged! - Get your knickers off!
- This is a good area, this is. - Gaz... I dunno.
All right, Gerald? I didn't see you!
If you really want a raise, that's fine.
- Do I have to? - Good kid. On you go.
"You Sexy Thing." One, Mo...
Not pissing about!
Look, shut up, will you? Watch.
I think this bugger's sinking.
Oh, cheers.
This... This is all wrong, this is.
What's got into you?
There's some right good players.
They're 20 quid each, them! That were your bloody maintenance!
You can't do this, kid. It's your savings.
What if it happens again?
Well, they're coming!
So, please avoid the area if possible.
I...
- Double-glazing salesmen. - Gardening. The Queen's speech.
some fellas thought we'd make a bob or two taking us clothes off.
I mean fresh start, you know.
- It's top of the range. Real leather. - Yeah, but...
It's miles home! You know that!
Well, at least one bloke got a job out of this place being shut down.
Well, it's been a while, mind. And I've got this dodgy hip.
There were nowt on telly so I thought I'd give it a go.
Now are you in or are you out
Bastard! That were mine, that job!
Sorry?
She's still got credit cards, you know.
This is normal! Isn't it, Dave?
But this? No, no, no.
I suppose there's nicking cars.
'Ey up, lads. Bandits at six o'clock.
What the hell are you doing 'ere? Your mum'll go mad!
Mixed classes.
Ta very much.
Me jeans are bloody soaking!
Work. Me. Everything.
Tops off.
Bastards!
You're bloody right it don't.
It's not my fault I can't fit through.
- Gerald... - Aye, go on!
I can. I just need your signature. It says int' book.
Oh, fuck!
Offside trap. One, two,
What do you mean, in what sense?
would you think about it?
Night.
Yeah, well a lot - a very lot.
Ask him!
and...
All right, mate?
About six months.
- Gaz, no. - Dave, he's me kid!
Gerald, for once, I'm dead serious. I need your help.
Oh, shut up! It's not funny. It's medical.
Oi, Nathe!
Shut up, Dave. It's supposed to be a bloody funeral.
I weren't in Girl Guides for nowt!
Cam we do normal things sometimes?
I'm a bloody marked man now.
Dave, you won't tell anyone, will you?
I can even cope with the shame of everyone watching this.
Off! Off! Off!