Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Yes, sir. -Right.
Morning. One up from Thames, mister.
It's the treatment.
I'm singing in the rain
There's a strange fellow sitting on the sofa...
It's time to take back control And put an end to all this turdery
Just a few minutes ago.
The patient's in the middle of supper.
-Good morning. -Good morning, Doctor.
I'm blind, you bastards! I can't see!
There we were waiting and drinking away at the old knifey moloko
No time for the old in-out, love. I've just come to read the meter.
Or certainly by this evening, yes.
Did you vote for Trump?
...that hell exists?
Do you understand, Alex?
Just like before, and all forgotten?
And we sat in the Korova Milk Bar, trying to make up our rassoodocks...
No magic, little Alex.
Won't you join me
...I got a lot better...
... billy goat Billy-boy in poison.
Come on. It's all right now.
How goes?
I will Try the wine!
...I knew such lovely pictures.
Son!
...drove you to try...
What the bloody hell do you want?
Appy polly loggies.
The sun's in my heart
But I could not shut me glazzies.
So now it was to be Georgie the General...
...and even taking charge of the tolchoking and the nailing in.
Kill the criminal reflex, that's all.
...standing endwise.
Cram criminals together and what do you get?
The millicents have nothing on me, brother.
He found out that you had done wrong to him.
...into a feeling I was going to snuff it.
What's your trouble, sir?
I'll walk down the lane
What exactly is the treatment here going to be, then?
And it was home I came to, brothers...
To snuff it.
It was horrible.
To counter these, the subject has to switch...
All right, Mum. Have a nice day at the factory.
He's been mad with desire to stick a knife into you.
That was no less a personage than the Minister of the Interior.
So you're keen on music?
...as decent a lad as you would meet on a May morning.
Then they clamped, like, lid-locks on me eyes...
Very good, sir.
...and sit like a horrorshow cooperative malchick...
We're interrogating the prisoner now.
Who you getting, bratty?
Very well, madam.
The evening's a great time mikey-boy
Have a great one!
Giving orders and discipline and such perhaps
Right right right
A bit cold and pointless, isn't it, my lovely?
It made me real sick, a lot of it did.
That is why they must be led.
We're going to show you some films.
this is me when i'm off no nut november
Tomorrow there will be two sessions, morning and afternoon.
He resisted his lawful arrestors.
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
He was a menace.
But I tried to forget this, concentrating on the next film...
...and to make the streets safe for the ordinary peace-loving citizen.
Smells nice too.
After smoking CripXmas A2 You will beg her to please stop!
A long time is right.
What, then, dids't thou In thy mind have?
As I am your droog and leader I'm entitled to know what goes on eh
...Timawrist, on a white metal expanding bracelet.
Leave me alone, brother. I've never seen you before!
Not true, sir.
I'll get in that window and open the front door.
And this I put down to all the rich food and vitamins.
I'm going to be sick.
Sign this where it's marked.
If you must have it, have it, then.
... but I've been having this nasty dream.
やめて！ やめて！ お願いします、お願いします！
And let's have a little reverence, you bastards!
And I'm ready for love
Not feeling too bad now, are you?
You can rely on me, Fred.
These new ridiculous ideas have come at last.
...as well as confirming him in those he had long practiced before.
Helping you, sir?
No, but it's much more than that.
Goggly Gogol? Johnny Zhivago?
And you've shown a genuine desire to reform.
We go around shop crasting and the like...
If you need a motorcar, you pluck it from the trees.
No, I don't. I'd taken me sleepers.
Then your toes belong...
Thank you, sir. Thank you!
Sir, I mean.
But I'm quite sure he's gone away now.
All right, empty your pockets.
Can't be helped.
Can you spare some cutter, me brother?
You can't be blamed for being suspicious...
Then I noticed, in all my pain and sickness...
It's no good sitting there in hope, my little brothers.
Who gave you that, then?
What we were after now was the old surprise visit.
You are invited.
...does not become you, my little brothers.
I've suffered and I've suffered...
Turn it off!
Get me up.
...very miserable.
...who's been like no real son at all.
It's like...
Had a busy night?
So this is the young man.
A bit cold and pointless, isn't it my lovely?
Did I do well?
And don't call me dim no more, either!
I don't understand about the whys and wherefores, Father.
Here.