Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

'We'll fit right along in with your other guests.'

'Two peas in a fucking pod.'

We're looking at the possibility of moving forward as a three.

I thought I remembered you! But I wasn't sure...

I was thinking, "How can I turn up the heat?"

'Thanks so much, and sorry for the short notice.'

Just, what, you've gone gay?

You write together? That sounds like a...

Why? Do you have a coaching session booked?

And I ain't afraid of no snakes!

'Once upon a time, I might have woken to the sound of a song thrush.

No, I-I mean, if I can just search the old memory banks...

I need some space to think.

Your word, not mine. Sure, but...

Of course you do. But...

like it's perfectly natural. No-one makes hummus.

..stay for a glass of wine?

You should go the full Indy. "I love you," on the eyelids.

It's Megan. Oh, of course!

'Is it OK if we both come to the dinner party?'

I know, and I'm sorry.

I'm sure all's well now. I-I don't want to pry.

Especially yours, eh, Jez?

I need a cigarette. Has anyone got a cigarette?

Uh-huh. That's wise.

I'll see what I can do. Did Jesus have...

Beans are pasta sauce. Beans are not pasta sauce!

No, no, no. These are both just friendly, coincidental visits.

Mr Patel's? Austerity cornflakes and Latvian feta?

Hi there. I know you've probably got plans tonight,

My God. Is that what you want?

I'm going to have to bleach my eyes.