T-Bag's Christmas Turkey (1991)

Actors

• Sebastian Abineri (actor)
• John Cater (actor)
• John Hasler (actor)
• Laurence Bouvard (actress)
• Georgina Hale (actress)
• Peggy Mount (actress)
• Charles Warren (producer)
• Grant Cathro (writer)
• Lee Pressman (writer)
• Raymond Childe (costume designer)
• Glyn Edwards (director)
• Francesca Boulter (miscellaneous crew)
• Gill Thomas (miscellaneous crew)

Genres

• Comedy
• Family
• Fantasy

Quotes:

[first lines]::Tabatha Bag: Oh, the place hasn't changed a bit. Depressing as ever.::T-Shirt: Looks great to me.::Tabatha Bag: Yes, well you didn't have to spend the first four hundred years of your life here, did you?::T-Shirt: I can't wait to meet your mother. Is she anything like you? Or isn't she into biting the heads off live chickens?::Tabatha Bag: My mother's nothing like me.::T-Shirt: Things are looking up.::Tabatha Bag: Leaving home was the best move I ever made.::T-Shirt: Anybody would think you didn't like living with your mother.::Tabatha Bag: I felt like Pinocchio stuck in a lift with a wood pecker. Peck, peck, peck.

Mumsy Bag: Don't forget I'm the mum who had to change your nappies.::T-Shirt: Mumsie, remember, every mother has to do that.::Mumsy Bag: Yes, but not for thirty two years.

Mumsy Bag: I'll drop you a postcard from the Matahorne.::Tabatha Bag: Better still, drop yourself from the Matahorne.

Old King Wenceslas: [disguised as a beggar] Show a bit of seasonal cheer lady.::Tabatha Bag: Oh, bug off, you little rat faced ferret, before I rip out your tongue and whip you black and blue with it.::Old King Wenceslas: I take that as a no?::Tabatha Bag: Bug off!

[last lines]::Tabatha Bag: [picking up a giant Christmas cracker] Shall we?::Mumsy Bag: Why not? I could do with a laugh.

T-Bag's Christmas Ding Dong (1990)

Actors

• John Hasler (actor)
• James Saxon (actor)
• Peter Woodthorpe (actor)
• Georgina Hale (actress)
• Glenda Jackson (actress)
• Megan Kelly (actress)
• Charles Warren (producer)
• Grant Cathro (writer)
• Lee Pressman (writer)
• Raymond Childe (costume designer)
• Glyn Edwards (director)
• Francesca Boulter (miscellaneous crew)
• Dennis Redwood (miscellaneous crew)
• Gill Thomas (miscellaneous crew)
• Pamela Young (miscellaneous crew)

Genres

• Fantasy

T-Bag's Christmas Carol (1989)

Actors

• John Clive (actor)
• John Hasler (actor)
• Kellie Bright (actress)
• Elizabeth Estensen (actress)
• Gillian Martell (actress)
• Leon Thau (producer)
• Charles Warren (producer)
• Grant Cathro (writer)
• Lee Pressman (writer)
• Raymond Childe (costume designer)
• Leon Thau (director)
• John Lopes (miscellaneous crew)
• Mary Motture (miscellaneous crew)
• Kim Robson (miscellaneous crew)

Genres

• Fantasy

T-Bag's Christmas Cracker (1988)

Actors

• John Blythe (actor)
• John Hasler (actor)
• James Hillier-Brook (actor)
• Veronica Clifford (actress)
• Elizabeth Estensen (actress)
• Leon Thau (producer)
• Charles Warren (producer)
• Grant Cathro (writer)
• Lee Pressman (writer)
• Raymond Childe (costume designer)
• Leon Thau (director)
• Caroline Vance (miscellaneous crew)
• Bobby Webber (miscellaneous crew)

Genres

• Fantasy

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• T-Shirt - Destiny's Child
• T-Shirt - Shontelle
• T-Shirt - Anna Coddington

Hey Baby
I Wish You Could See What I Have On Right Now
You So Sexy
Imagine How Intense It Would Be
To Hold Me Right Now
Our Song's Playing
At Night, When You're Far And I'm Alone
I Feel The Fabric From Your T-Shirt
Close To My Body
I Can Still Hear Your Baritone
In My Ear Telling Me You'll Take It Slow
And I Was In The Mirror Playing A Roll
Like You Were Here, I Couldn't Turn Me On
So I Fell Asleep With The Music On
Woke Up Again Hearing The Same Old Song, Playing
(Oh) Give It To Me Deeper
(Oh) Giving Me The Fever
(Oh) Now You Got My Feet Up
This One Is A Keeper
Now The Second Verse Is Playing
(Oh) We Tried To Stand Up
(Oh) Hold Me While My Hands Up
(Oh) And The Music Picks Up
Fantasies Were Shook Up
I'm Thinking To Myself Again
When You're Not Here (I Sleep In Your T-Shirt)
I Wish You Were Here (To Take Off Your T-Shirt)
After We Make Love (I Sleep In Your T-Shirt)
Wake Up In Your T-Shirt,
Still Smell The Scent Of Your Cologne
When I Need Your Feel (I Sleep In Your T-Shirt)
I Need Help (To Take Off Your T-Shirt)
After We Make Love (I Sleep In Your T-Shirt)
Wake Up In Your T-Shirt,
Still Smell The Scent Of Your Cologne
Outside I Hear The Rain On My Windowpane
Hold Up A Minute, Thought I Heard Your Name
My Mind, Playing Tricks On Me Again
I Hear Knocks On The Door, Is That Baby Home
Why Couldn't It Be Reality?
Looked At The Clock It Says 4:03
At Nine, He'll Be Arriving On A Plane
Then We'll Be Making Love And Hearing The Song Again
Oh Boy I've Been Waiting
Now My Body's Shaking
You're So Deep, Baby Please, Take It Easy
I Look At Your Face And
Got My Heart Racing
You're So Deep, Baby Please, Take It Easy
Keep It Right There
Oh, Wait, Wait, Yeah
Keep It Right There

Hey! Let me tell you now
Ooh, baby
Trying to decide, trying to decide
If I really wanna go out tonight
I never used to go out without yeah
Not sure I remember how to
Gonna be late, gonna be late
But all my girls gon' have to wait
'Cause I don't know if I like my outfit
I tried everything in my closet
Nothing feels right when I'm not with you
Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choo's
Taking them off 'cause I feel a fool
Trying to dress up when I'm missing you
I'ma step out of this lingerie
Curl up in a ball with something Hanes
In bed I lay, with nothing but your t-shirt on, ooh
With nothing but your t-shirt on, hey
Gotta be strong, gotta be strong
But I'm really hurting now that you're gone
I thought maybe I'd do some shopping
But I couldn't get past the door and
Now I don't know, now I don't know
If I'm ever really gon' let you go
And I couldn't even leave my apartment
I'm stripped down, torn up about it
Now nothing feels right when I'm not with you
Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choo's
Taking them off 'cause I feel a fool
Trying to dress up when I'm missing you
I'ma step out of this lanjuare
Curl up in a ball with something Hanes
In bed I lay, with nothing but your t-shirt on
(I'm all by myself with)
With nothing but your t-shirt on, ooh
With nothing but your t-shirt on
('Cause I missed you, 'cause I missed you)
With nothing but your t-shirt on
(Said I missed you baby)
Trying to decide, trying to decide
If I really wanna go out tonight
I couldn't even leave my apartment
I'm stripped down torn up about it
'Cause nothing feels right when I'm not with you
Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choo's
Taking them off 'cause I feel a fool
Trying to dress up when I'm missing you
I'ma step out of this lanjuare
Curl up in a ball with something Hanes
In bed I lay
Nothing feels right when I'm not with you
Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choo's
Taking them off 'cause I feel a fool
Trying to dress up when I'm missing you
I'ma step out of this lingerie
Curl up in a ball with something Hanes
In bed I lay
With nothing but your t-shirt on
Said I got nothing but your t-shirt on
('Cause I want to be close to you)
With nothing but your t-shirt on
(I remember when you would like to see me)
With nothing but your t-shirt on
Nothing but your t-shirt on
(Let me tell you now)
Nothing but your t-shirt on
With nothing but your t-shirt on
Nothing but your t-shirt on
(Said nothing feels right)
With nothing but your t-shirt on

I blew my brains out. Butterflies came out
It wasn’t easy but it looked so nice
I must admit it was probably a bit
Of a cry for attention but just look at me now
You wear me on your t-shirt
I’ll never be forgotten
You don’t care if it still hurts
Just if it’s still in fashion
It’s a lovely idea- beauty exploding from despair
I never really was the life of the party
But as I’m departing you will stop and stare and
Wear me on your t-shirt
And talk about me always
And wonder how it happens
This shit comes into fashion
Parties are stupid. I am above this
You and I have nothing to say to each other
Our common ground is the vodka that we found
In the kitchen of whoever the fuck owns this house and
We talk about my t-shirt
Like either of us cares
We talk about our lives