Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

you will hang.
No.
I heard that, er...
'No, I don't pray - I hope.
People keep asking me questions that I don't know the answer to.
Just wait - listen to me. Just listen to me.
What bloody guns, Tommy?!
He was killed by one of his own.
Oh, look, I dropped something. Pick it up.
You had no business...
We are regular police officers, sir. Not spies.
You're lucky you're with me
And she loves me the same.
I told you, Mr Kimber. He's got some balls, that one.
and don't speak a word of English.
And you're going to need your ears to listen.
Tommy, you'd best have a word with Arthur as well.
'..the shovels beat the sun.'
So, what news from London?
Yes, we have a deal. Two hours? Yeah.
Whenever you want, just kick him in the balls.
We need to talk.
I still prefer the Garrison.
I've decided to move up in the world.
they'll put Ada on the arrest warrant as well.
That's right. The Lees are skimming money off legal bookies.
Just pour it instead of drinking it.
What is it you've always wanted, Arthur? Eh?
You got lost when you went to look for the boy
All right?
Well, cross him off. He won't be returning to this city.
"Where is she living now?"
Nice dress. You can wear that to my pub.
"Is it true your Ada got married?"
And as for my heart...