Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You've been following me, haven't you?

I told her nothing.

Do you accept?!

So I will not hang.

who wants to crawl up my arse

and anybody like you.

So you get word to me.

I am not related by blood to every slave stolen from Africa.

You ride the Hendon road three miles.

The quality's exceptional.

We have nothing here to hide.

And Strange would be able to accommodate it

Bloody soldiers raided the house.

Let me be very clear.

to cover it against the rain.

Exi ergo, transgressor.

You're just lucky it's our pot

Or it could burn.

Running by the window.

Now anybody who knows of its whereabouts but does not report it

Well, this is fun, isn't it?

Between the eyes.

Check the barrels! All of them!

on behalf of the Honourable East India.

Have you never bought a soul for beads?

Why do you always look down your nose at my plans?

You said his name.

Given the quality of the saltpetre,

Not the ship's real name, of course.

Search everywhere!

Can we please get on with it? This fog is pestilential.

this morning, thank you.