Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

YOU NEVER GOT ME ON COLLUSION, BOB.
Just give me a kiss, come on.
- I ain't doin' it. - Use that over there.
No, why would I be interested in him?
What are you talkin' about?
I ain't hittin' ya.
You go to him, you tell him...
I don't have any gloves. What am I gonna hit you with, the table?
You saw the papers... La Motta Out on Vice Rap.
This son of a bitch is callin' me an animal.
The good news is
the guy's become an embarrassment.
- What? - Come on.
Open the door.
You know you took her out,
Pressure, pressure, pressure!
These are clean, whistling shots.
- What are you doin'? - I gotta get $10,000.
Come here, before I give you a beatin'.
I got these small hands
Yeah, what friends?
La Motta watches Sugar Ray take the count from the referee.
And look at me, and look at you.
Now finish him off. He's all stupiada, you got him.
- Everything all right? - I'm leaving you, Jake.
- No. - Tell me the truth.
Shut up! I'll fuckin' take care of you later!
Speak the truth before God. We know this fellow is a sinner.
He's a young kid, up and comin', he'll fight anybody.
So, for the second time, [the Pharisees]
She really did some job on ya, ya know how fuckin' nuts you are?
Now, we've heard everybody's point of view here,
It was a busy night last night.
he would say
- She's how old? - Fourteen.
- and your brother. I'm not wrong. - Don't make me get nuts in this place.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen,
- We gotta go downtown? - That's right.
Is she here? She's not here.
Come on, come up from there.
He picked the right time to stop fightin'.
And on top of that, you sign me for a fight at 155,
What are you, a cop? I'm goin' out. Business.
Where'd you go?
- You cocksucker! - Live in it!
A what?
Yeah, he must have went shoppin'. Sit down.
- I'll call you. - All right.
Oh, fuck!
You've had it, you rat bastard!
- You waited too long! - That dumb bastard!
you don't create a scene like that in a place like that.
Come on, huh?
You know how beautiful you are?
- eight... - He's up on his feet now,
You thought I was foolin' around, didn't ya? Tell me the truth.
I fought the guy, I tapped him like that, all of a sudden he's like this
Good. There's your stupid steak.
What about the belt, Mr. La Motta?
- The worst table in the house. - And he's complainin'.
- Yeah. - They still gotta give you
Get outta here, go inside. Take the baby inside.
You never got me down, Ray.
He's a pretty kid, too.
- Harder. - Yeah?
Right? Nothing going on?!
it's a little different... our 11th wedding anniversary.
Six Seven
You mean you want me to get him to fuck you?
How you doin'?
She knows them?
La Motta is undefeated, but he's well behind on points.
- With who, Vickie? - Yeah.
I heard some things.
Whether or not he is a sinner, I do not know, The man replied.
no more deals like that, you hear what I'm sayin'?
Britain after Brexit
- Take your best shot. - Forget about it, I ain't doin' it.
Shall I take the?
It's a free country, don't fight anymore.
for the first knockdown of his career.
- Something's happening. - She's having a problem.
- Come on, salute. - Salute.
La Motta is taking terrible punishment on the ropes as Dauthuille bangs him
- Come on. - Don't fuck around.
There's the buzzer,
Mind your fuckin' business and shut up.
- Excuse me, you through? - Yeah.
and have a brief interview with Ray Robinson.
But did La Motta do it soon enough?
For what, because of this girl?
Try a little more fuckin' and a little less eatin'.
That's me and my brother. We were foolin' around.
What the f?
the signal to Frankie Sikora.
You didn't know that was comin'?
where this bull here can rage,
Look at him. Do you feel all right?
I'm not answerin' that.
A determined Jake La Motta is making a great comeback
and the Tony Janiros in the world.
- I can get the case dropped. - They don't have a case against you.
That's entertainment.
You're supposed to believe me. Don't you trust me?
- Go ahead. - All right.
Don't forget.
- What did I say? - You said he had a pretty face.
That championship belt on me, that's when I fool around.
Then how come ya gave him a beatin'?
He's got you by the balls, you're outpointed.
two left hooks to the jaw, another left and a right to the head!
The tide has turned, no question about it!
Where the hell do you think you're goin' at this hour?
They got some balls, some balls.
When the fuck you gonna stop with that stuff?
It's all forgotten about, supposedly, anyway.
Give him another drink.
I ain't never gonna get a chance.
I'll fuckin' kill ya!
The next time that friendly bartender says, What'll you have?
Jake is cut around the left eye. Jimmy Reeves has outboxed him...
What's the matter with you? There's nothin' goin' on here.
Bust her fuckin' hole, throw her out.