Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Great big ones. - Arthur.
You're so respectable,
Esme.
It was three.
He's fucking dead!
I've been ahead of you, every step of the way.
And my lads, they restrained him.
This.
after one whisky and some conversation?
Yep. He's in England promoting his film.
Living the real life, you know?
So tell him the truth.
He did, he persecuted my race.
You people have a lot to learn.
Okay, so the pharaoh. Have you heard of him?
She's gonna win the derby.
Sign the form.
drink some whisky.
Well, at least you're going to get what you've always wanted.
Because your horse will come fifth or sixth.
So that's why you carry on?
Esme, I'll take up their offer. We need men.
I was.
in Birmingham and in London.
- Where are you from? - I'm from Ireland,
You think your people are ruthless? Try mine.
My plan was mutually agreed!
So sign it.
I know you're unarmed.
I wasn't sleeping so well.
Fuck you.
Like a magpie sees something,
That is what I want.
Goldfish, seriously?
And therefore,
It's for Mr Shelby.
I do...
when I am finished.
Because that was the plan.
Grace, there are some things I have to do first.
you're spending two pound a month on worming powder.
Grace.
I have a racehorse.
We don't need more fucking men.
- They looked real. - Not stallions. Not now.
Close the door.
I'll drive you.
Hey!
When?
I'm sorry.
and dancing around what we really want to say.