Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Come on. - I'll take the action, go ahead.
Did you fuck my wife?!?!?
- Why can't you talk to him? - 'Cause he don't like me.
I smacked him in the mouth, he was drunk, he started some shit.
Don't ever bring 'em up here again, you hear me?
Sit down.
Get out! Get out!
and you've done a lot of things together.
I don't even know what I said. I don't even know what he looks like.
How come you never told me about it?
- Yeah. - Vickie, you mean.
she's a neighborhood girl.
- Hello, Joe. How you doin'? - Beansy, what is it?
Hear me? Come on.
Just tell him you're sorry, you miss him.
He got out of line, I slapped him around.
You never got me down, Ra
La Motta drives him across the ring, a left and a right to the head.
The belt of a champion is a very rare item.
That's it, go ahead... forget how long it took you
- Hi. - Gee, you're lookin' great.
Where are you goin', you bastard?
Yeah, Mickey? Cutty Sark and water.
And in the thirteenth round, the hard-luck round,
Nobody likes you, you oughta be used to it.
No, you didn't say that.
I feel like I'm a prisoner.
That is a joke, right?
- Thank you. - Keep an eye on him.
I'd like you to meet State's Attorney Bronson.
Complain some more, I wanna hear.
Forget fuckin' with you!
Either that, or live with her and let her ruin your life,
Honey, look... I'm a bum without you and the kids, don't go.
- About what? - I don't know, I don't run the joint.
Why didn't you tell me? Did you fuck my brother?
Hi.
You wanna get laid? You sure?
- Come on. - Hit him back!
- Why did you fuck them? - Do what? I didn't do anything?!
The bad news is they want you to do the old flip-flop for them.
- He ain't pretty no more. - He really messed him up.
Beansy got a table in the back, he said we could sit with them.
you're all full of shit.
Do you recognize this girl?
I know she's doin' somethin', I just wanna catch her once.
- Hello. - Hi. Where were ya?
You do what you do, and we do what we gotta do.
All of a sudden, you're like a Romeo.
that the thing ain't the ring,
La Motta floored Reeves seven times in the fight,
- All right. - All right, Colonel.
Tommy tells me every day to talk to you
Tommy's here? I didn't even see him come in.
- I'm gonna kill somebody. - Well, go ahead and kill everybody!
- For Christ's sake! - I'll kill those cocksuckers!
Get him alone in the back room, smack him around, no more big shot...
Never got me down.
Despite being knocked down, Robinson is well ahead on points.
You should've taken care of me just a little bit,
Take a picture, Bob.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
Jake La Motta and Jimmy Reeves
Matter of fact, smart money is sayin' that you're getting ready to hit the tank.
In that great action by La Motta, he couldn't score the big one.
You sick animal! Where you goin'?
Your hands? What about 'em?
Cloverhill B Div
- Take it off. - Come on, you wanna stop now?
You remember that night at the Garden, you came to my dressing room
How are you?
Afraid of what?
Pal, you're gonna force me to make a comeback.
Hi, Vickie.
It wasn't him, Charley, it was you.
- Take that, I'll be home later. - Thank you.
- Come on! - Come on!
He was over here yesterday.
You gonna start with me now?
You win some, you lose some.
- Thanks. - Joe here?
I want you to call me. He's very nervous. Ba-boom, call.
- I'll be right back. - Here he comes.
By the way, me and my wife Vickie's gonna celebrate...
- Tank job! - Hit him back, ya bum!
- Do you want a title shot? - What am I, in a circus over here?
Go get 'em, champ.
with lefts and rights to the head. Another left, another right to the jaw.
instead of making me take them dives for the short-end money.
How come you didn't tell me about it?
La Motta may need a knockout.
the right place, the right circumstances, they'll do anything, right?
and was bangin' it, smacked him with a glass?
I think he should.
How many times do we have to tell ya? You hear him yellin'?
- I'll take care of him. - Joey, any little thing,
- You should know each other. - Hi, Joey.
Big shot.
- Nice car. - You like that car?
Hey, Commissioner? Come on in, I'm gonna stop the fight.
It was a bird. It's dead now, I think.
I can't raise the 10,000.
it's the play.
Big shot.
- Huh? - Little slow, that's all.
He knows I'm only kiddin'.
No comment. Right. Thank you. Bye!
Thank you, doll.
Why can't we eat in peace around here? Just relax.
and I'm lookin' very bad.
and everybody else on the fuckin' street.
What'd I do?!
Just order her a cheeseburger, that's all.
- You need anything? - No.
- I wanna talk to you. - Get away from me, you're sick!
- Took me right up. - Hey, that Oscar's always