Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It was a bloodbath.
And now we know.
I'll have him sent for immediately.
Christ.
I just need to raise my finger.
I thank the prime minister for allowing us all to speak freely.
HARWOOD: Perhaps we can make a pact.
on the agents involved.
You seem troubled. Unhappy, even.
Free and clear.Free and clear.
Do you have them in sight? Blue squad, respond.
Since we took you in.
PENNYWORTH#109 "Alma Cogan" Closed Captioned
The prime minister has decided on heroic measures.
Really?
you really are very naive.
Oh, boy.
I promise.
Who'll give you weapons to fight with?
This way, sir.
All men like women.
Tell 'em I said forget all about Rangoon.
Not now, Mother.
Fair enough.
The CIA believes they should.
I'm not sure you should be involved.
Aziz has given up on us.
Take out Blackbird first, then the Pigeons.
Uh, and I would ask-- uh, I have asked
Mm. You don't double enough.
as for so many women, was behind the scenes.
Protect my son,
Lord James Harwood.
Ah.
We agreed, sir, no one must know you're in the country.
So, thankfully,
They didn't want to show their faces and rouse suspicions.
DAVEBOY: No, we're in on it.
♪ Delilah?
I'm sorry, Mum.
The Pigeons are Thomas Wayne and Martha Kane. Over.
But I do know 'em.
Depends who and how many.
Yes, sir, Mr. Pennyworth.
Oh, you think that's good news?
The redheaded woman is returning to the cars.
God, of course.
No headshots on the Pigeons.
I need a name.
or do at a public rally that warrants the risk of arrest?
Well, I have a battle ahead.
MAN: Fresh meat.MAN 2: Lovely. Lovely.
Morning.
Mum.
I'm so sorry for your loss.
Now...
E.T.A. five to six.
Equality, indeed.
♪ Down, down, deeper and down
Aye.
Right, must dash. Lovely to see you, Martha.
And hope is what...
I'll have a word.