Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ken, if I had killed a little kid, accidentally or otherwise,

which is why me heart is going like the clappers,

You know, going round in a boat, looking at stuff.

Well, as soon as he got into, like, the old town proper,

And see who gets into Heaven and who gets into Hell and all that?

if the two of you weren't laughing straight in my fucking face!

I do want the guy dead. I want him fucking crucified.

Then we check the papers again, and if there's still nothing in them,

No way. You're way too far away.

I didn't even know where Bruges fucking was.

- We're taking you back to Bruges. - Brilliant.

How can that be?

Send him out on an errand for half an hour, but don't make it sound suspicious.

You use this word,'dumdums'? The bullets that make the head explode?

I have to reconcile myself with the fact that, yes, I have killed people.

The Last Judgment and the afterlife.

With you? No way!

So, yeah, I'm gonna go up in the queue and touch it, which is what you do.

You're an inanimate fucking object!

That statement makes no fucking sense at all.

My idea for the weekend

That's right, Ray.

And what's the other place?

I don't wanna die just because of your fucking arrogance. Uh-huh.

Bruges is a shithole.

That's for Steve Beaton. You Dutch fucking cunt!

With the churches and that. They're Gothic. Yeah.

When someone show up and texts in the meme chat

Which, I presume, will involve culture.

And this morning, and this afternoon,

Can we go somewhere and talk about this, please?

¿CÓMO? ¿QUINIENTOS ANTI FODECHINCHOS?

Just don't get into any fucking trouble.

You don't know karate.

NI IDEA DE COMO CONSIGUIERON QUINIENTOS ANTI FODECHINCHOS

I knew he wouldn't kill the guy.

Somehow I believe, Ken, that the balance shall tip in the favor of culture.

Of course you can't fucking see! I just shot a blank in your fucking eyes!

I know I'm awake, but I feel like I'm in a dream!

Like Tottenham.

Entry is 5 euro.

It's like a fucking fairytale or something.

How fucking cool.

Harry? It's Ken.

Entry is 5 euro.

So if you need to do your worst, do your worst.

I realize that, Harry. The boy wanted to have a look anyway.

What the fuck are you doing?

I'll get all the money back to you soon as I get through to me friend.

Don't start being silly.

We give it another day, two days, max.

You know, there's that big, dual carriageway when you get off the train?

God, you're pretty.

Do you speak English? No.

Yeah? He said that?

- Do you know where he is now? - He said he was going to the park.

And it worked. Quite well.

Let me get this right. Not only have you refused to kill the boy,

He wasn't a bad kid, was he?

Exactly. This is the world we live in today.

I know what you're trying to talk about.

Yeah. But don't hold it against me.

All the canals and the old buildings and that.

Harry called last night.

as if I'm about to have a heart attack.

Have you been down, like, all the old cobbled streets and that?

You can't be giving whiskey to a midget

I mean here in the world, not here in Belgium.

Too Many People'd be Coming To Move here. It Would Spoil The Whole Thing