Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I phoned some friends while you were having your bath.
Very good, Chief.
The first film was a very good, professional piece of cine...
And Will the English in the Muscleman coffee mesto...
In Dublin's fair city
No, no, boy. You really must leave it to us.
And that was to do myself in.
With a happy refrain
...it having been an evening of some small energy expenditure, oh my brothers.
Two plastic ball pens.
My friend's bleeding to death! Can I please use your telephone for an ambulance?
We can't very well just kick Joe out.
"What do you want? "
Dgds
We put him away for his own protection.
Right. Take the cuffs off him, mister.
It's believed you'll be able to leave state custody in a fortnight.
A word of advice, Doc. You'll have to watch this one.
...to the tender mercies of this young monster...
-How are you feeling today? -Fine, fine.
And there's not no attention paid...
...and makes sure you never get back in again.
...to see how you're getting along.
Do I make myself clear?
Good. I'm glad.
You filthy old soomaka.
I've been told everything you've done...
This pledge is now about to become a reality.
-Any venereal disease? -No, sir.
...where exactly is it he goes to work of evenings.
One that I hope that you will like...
By the police.
A contract it is. Two years.
Dr. Alcot.
What they call a very new broom.
...saying what we should do and what not to do.
He are here! He have arrived!
There was me.
Then somebody picks up a scrap of newspaper in the workshops...
I just say what the other person would say?
One black, one red.
Lowered suspension, yessss? Oversized wheels, yesssss?
Were not little children are we georgie boy
Shut your filthy hole, you scum!
She were breathing, I swear it.
...and this because I don't like your horrible type, do I?
Good.
The sun's in my heart
I hope so, missus.
Nice and clean.
Long time no viddy, droog.
Clamios Cloth
masky
I'm frightfully sorry.
I don't want to trouble you any further. I should be leaving.
There are traditions of liberty to defend. That tradition is all.
... though not on the soundtrack, the only sound being music.
Being kicked and tolchoked by brutal warders...
“Can Ya Spare Some Cutter, Me Brother?”
Get something for me to be sick in!
. .
...in the chair of torture...
-Something to sharpen us up. -Some moloko plus.
Turn it off!
... munchy-wunching lomticks of toast.
Yes, sir.
The question is...
From the hoodlum the state committed...
The fawning, greased, obsequious leer.
So around we come to your abode
It had been a wonderful evening.
That is for your lady victim.
...to smash them.
-Have you ever had any mental illness? -No, sir.
Good evening, Mr. Deltoid.
Or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship...
New way? What's this about a new way?
When my veil lifted
I'm sorry to bother you, but something rather odd just happened.
Lopeta jo Ikkimi Riihit, nekru!
Alex. Alex!
You’re a murderer little Ronald
It gets you out of prison in no time.
I'll walk down the lane
The words got to me by the usual channels.
One up from Thames, sir.
Right, right?
-Would you like your tea now, sir? -No, thank you, Sergeant. We'll have it later
Prisoners, halt!
Good.
But I knew I was safe.
Come for walking.
Find the room comfortable, do you?
Nothing up our sleeves.
some sophistos from the TV studios around the corner laughing and govoreeting
I want you to lick it.
...for they thought they could then blame it all on the government.
But public opinion has a way of changing.
We could still look at C-block.
How are you getting on, young man?
Good morning, missus. Lovely day, isn't it?
The problem of criminal violence is soon to be a thing of the past.
Pick that up...
When a man cannot choose...
...howling away at the filthy songs of his fathers...
He brutally murdered a woman in furtherance of theft.
...this funny feeling.
And also for yours.
Sorry about the pain.
...to unprofitable punishment two years ago.
Our brief govorett through the letter-hole was not, shall we say, satisfactory.
Nobody can prove anything about anybody, as usual.