Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

will be put on a train and moved west once the Russians get here.
Everything Nazis stole is in warehouse. Everything.
[in English] So… You're welcome.
[classical piano music playing]
-Mmm. -All right. All right.
[banging]
Fuck my life, come on.
Why does it matter to you?
♪ Dragging behind you The silent reproach ♪
Got an arm like Darryl Strawberry.
[in Hungarian] Hurry up.
-Be careful. -You okay, Nora?
[in English] Please!
[sighs]
Help me find him, and I'll tell you the future.
[murmurs]
Maybe you'll get a letter.
[groans softly]
You're a pretty girl.
Ah, I don't think you want to peel that onion.
Shit.
That's all there is, a way out.