Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, Martha, you imagined him.
Sit down, man.
Yes, I will.
No. You're not.
I didn't know she was here.
about the future of our country.
No. No Devil.
the corpses of your enemies float past.
What we gonna do now?
CIA.
We have to catch the bugger again.
A man's love's not the same, though, is it?
But supposing I was...
That was uncalled for.
You look... pale, Alfie.
You really think a dirty, stupid little pleb like you
You're the leader.
is that you?
"As good as," I said.
There are other flats in the building to be let.
If Mrs. Gaunt wants to bare her neck, don't stop her.
Wh-- Th-They had keys?
You're in a good mood.
A lord, in fact.
Stand down.
Be seeing you, then.
I just want justice for Esme, same as you.
Am I right, Arthur?
Speak for yourself.
Horses and truncheons only.
High drama.
Are you with me?!
Therefore, I have no choice.
My God. James.
darling of the disaffected masses.
and I promise you my vote.
Let's face it, Martha.
You barely knew her.
I know I'll have to pay for this.
His father has political clout.
A national cleansing in blood would be just the ticket.
Get her away from me.
What are you guys doing about it?
Well and good.
At a high cost in men and blood, perhaps.
Sad little madman.
Esme!
Here am I, talking about the queen's business.
Don't you worry, we'll show them what's what.
...in the Riotous Assembly Act.
But you got to play to the whistle, haven't you?
You two, find Pike.
We couldn't live without each other.