Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[device whirring]

-Push her in? -No, it was an accident.

We can't let him go.

I've never been seduced by a crypto-fascist bastard before.

I want to call a private North London number.

Yeah. I knew all about that.

♪ Want you to know that I care♪

Uh, wheeling and dealing, you know.

-You think so? -What else can we do?

Least of all with a murderous robber.

The undisputed catchweight champion of England,

Perhaps Harwood compartmentalizes

1100 hours on Friday at... my house?

Well, that's easy enough.

They'll think the worst of you.

I hear that you're a reasonable man.

I'm not afraid.

And yet here I am, with a rabble of squabbling thieves.

Bye-bye, Alfie.

♪ One I wish I never played♪

-to America, quick as you can. -For the millionth time,

[phone ringing]

I didn't think we'd fly for free.

The night's takings are kept in the manager's office

I'm good. This is the hand we've been dealt.

Well, times have changed. Everyone and his dog wants out.

[Troy] Fire in the hole.

[Peggy] Where the hell have you been?

Where do I know you from?

-I didn't panic. -Eh, you kind of did.

Yeah, I think so. Let's see.

There were little turtles on the beach.

Tell us your name!

And you're actually pretty good for a rich guy.

You look pretty good, Melanie.

a regular flight out once a week,

I'm sorry to hear that.

♪ Though I battle blind♪

Alfred Pennyworth.

[Alfred] Let's get down to business, shall we?

Seats are like gold dust. Air crews are on the take.

[distant chatter]

Jimmy, this is insane.