Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're more of a "modern young woman," aren't you?
You're a nutcase, you are, or a bloody liar.
We're losing the battle on the streets.
...really very decent of you.
Why come to you?
Splendid.
It was him.
Actually, you're wasting mine.
I'm so happy, Mrs. Gaunt.
I'm trying to act sensible, but I'm on needles all the time.
I can't think of a more plausible story.
Why are you so unhappy?
I'm good, thank you.
Sorry, Bazza. I know I was out of order, but...
Get to fuck.
♪ Don't you know that I love you? ♪
I cocked up, eh?
You move fast.
He has been waiting.
He's very fashionable.
I'm that proud of you.
We want a truce, and I asked them to arrange
Well, I have a battle ahead.
She becomes undisputed leader of the League.
He's an American agent. CIA.
England will soon be yours, my girl.
Can't help you. Sorry.
I love you, Pat. I don't want you to die.
She's drunk and stoned and pathetic.
No.
Yeah. I know, mate.
that we have an asset very close to Undine Thwaite.
you ask them to give me a call.
Never have, never will.
I am.
This is my dear friend Martha.
You kiss my ass, you skinny poof.
of outright anarchy...
Speaking of hands, take mine.
It was horrible.
Ooh, you're as cold as ice.
Why kill one of them when you should kill both?
Time will tell, Mr. Crowley.
Well done. Keep thinking.
If she refuses, she has to go.
A feeling.
I called the Army Records Office.
Friday.