Oh, my God! Scuba diving outfits are so fashionable right now.

Come back, you...!

First you're a new-raver, then you're a mod. You're flicking about on the breeze of fashion.

And they did. And it tasted of baby sick.

- You should nick of round the back. - I'm not nipping of round the back.

Maybe not, though, eh? Not when you see this little baby.

- Don't do that. Oi, back of! - Whoa.

- The straps are just too tight. - Come back!

- I project my anger out in the form of poetry. - You're a punk poet as well?

- Is there anything we can do? - Maybe there is.

- Why's it in a little house? - It's valuable. Put it back.

Vince should be fine now. Everything's back to how it was.

Something is killing us. It is you. You will die!

That is good advice.

Cool your boots. I borrowed it. I'll give it back to you.

Don't worry, I got your back. If you need help, just nod.

- I see headbands are coming back in. - Yeah, I might get one.

I knew that was gonna come back in. The scuba look - genius!

- Lester, get me out of here! - Don't worry, Howard. I got your back.

All those hours spent weeping by the window. Bring Uncle back for me.