Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I became obsessed with fears of spontaneous combustion.
and she deserves them.
The boil knows what you're thinking
which is why we have her on a diet.
down the bed with a huge black rubber torch.
Why have you put chickens down the lavatory?
"So we took essential oils
The boil said it a few nights ago. Sounds like a particularly crude voiceover.
Certainly. Everything I do is rational.
It was me that decided to come here, not it.
- What do you mean? - It's grown a head!
Breath and false teeth and things.
Listen, I don't think I'm gonna make it back tonight.
To thaw them before dismemberment.
I suppose she does it out of some sort of social duty,
Got a light?
- No. - Then what's up?
by refusing to allow it to hide.
You're so run down, you've got a boil yourself.
All I've done is re-edit them, re-voice them and put in the truth.
You or the boil?
For the moment, it's just a matter of getting him to see a good psychoanalyst.
Julia! Julia!
the reason I'm wearing this wine carton on my head
I wouldn't care if you were so huge we had to put up scaffolding to feed you.
You were the one that said so. You can't have it both ways, darling.
Until they get one. Then the rules suddenly change.
BOIL: Come on. Fair's fair. You've had your say. Now I'll have mine.
Sit down! I'm going to call Gatty.
- What exactly is this stuff? - It's a standard.
- Are you sure you can't wait for me? - Sorry, I can't, darling.
I'm surprised you need to bother.
I wish I could come out and talk to you, darling.
And although I'm aware of the difficulties of coming to terms with this,
I see. So one could say that it's, erm, the voice of authority?
And you'd better keep a record of what the boil says.
- (BOIL GRUNTING SOFTLY) - BAGLEY: No!
It's a massacre.
Come on. Let's sit you up straight.
Jesus.
Answer, we are trying to sell this
is so I can talk without disturbing it.
What the fuck do you think I'm resigning for?
What about large, blind, fat girls with boils?
- I don't have false teeth. - I know you don't, darling. I know you don't.
It's not just the dream, Penny.
"of carrot, marigold seed...
(GRUNTING)
Let me try and clarify some of this for you.
- Be silent, you Moloch. - Moloch?
Oh, no, you're quite wrong, Julia. There's nothing out of control about me now.
- I come from a completely normal family. - BOIL: Tell him about your grandfather.
The world is in danger, Julia. The greed is out of control.
BOIL: Are you ashamed of your false teeth?
Except tend me moustache, of course.
I have found that out, but it shall be no more!
the idea is we all sort of go along with him.
in a crisp, golden batter, my mate.
- I'm going to drown them. - You call that rational, do you?
And underneath it says, "Shanghai Campaign, 1898."
So many women taking the pill, you see.
Go on. It's his anniversary.
What happened to Seymour, Hickwash, Bone, Riddle and Gore?
The right to smoke one's chosen brand would be denied.
There's just this little piece of neck here I need to kiss.
Perhaps the fucker wants to go up the Eiffel Tower!
I'd like to know your reasons.
Sorry, dear. I get these nasty spasms.
- Really? - It is the reason I'm resigning.
When the hydrolysed protein and monosodium glutamate reserves ran out,
And, uh, how long have you been married?
♪ Talkin' about my generation
- I want a drink. - Then get it yourself.