Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

with four-inch heels, eh?
unless a gun is pulled on you.
This is an active military mission - your words.
You'll need more men than that if you're to come back alive.
Running chalk and rafflers.
To you?
I don't know what she is.
is welcome in the Garrison.
I'll wave at you from my box.
We're not going anywhere, Ada.
And, you’re going to need your ears to listen!
♪ When Irishmen are proud and glad
Off we go, Lady Sarah.
I'm a clause in a contract.
Trust only kin.
Come on. You weren't so stiff back there, were you?
I say you talk business to my accountant.
Operatives, sir. Right, sir.
Arthur, listen to me.
I told the coppers Freddie wouldn't come back.
We are going to stay here and we'll marry here, with our baby.
You went after him because he was IRA.
What?! No, sir... no.
We had some luck. Some bloody luck.
Five pounds a stick.
I can't stand petty criminals. This way.
If I drop a glass on the floor,
Yeah.
I'll see you at Cheltenham.
But I don't need you to be my father.