Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

How can I trust what I hear?

You know nothing about Stormcloud.

Oh, now I can hear you.

I'm Gully Troy, and you don't cross me.

Die, you evil bastard!

[Alfred] You three, heads down.

A good man in many respects

This is what we have to do. That's what Bazza would say.

in the basement, which we access via this door.

Anyone comes through those doors, deal with them.

but nobody actually does it, do they?

-I know it was. -[George groaning]

a negotiated surrender on honorable terms,

This is about Aziz.

People said Bet pushed her in.

-You're going soft, man. -Eh...

such sensitive matters.

I've sorted the money.

And coming to the ring first, the fighting pride of Poplar,

We need to swallow our pride and do one last job with Gully.

This is what, the third time we've had sex?

for the Ladies Catchweight Championship of England.

the masked mistress of mayhem,

I would, but she's not wrong.

♪ Love is a losing game♪

♪ Now you hear the music...♪

[Alfred] Everybody always talks about

No, no, me, no, um, I just closed a nice deal.

[indistinct chatter]

♪ Played out by the band♪

but they do pay for all of your fucking shoes.

Turtles, you say?

-Oh, my God. -I know.

♪ And now the final frame♪

with my mask off, in front of a hundred witnesses.

this concludes this evening's entertainment.

Sorry, sir, no one's answering.

I've been looking for you.

[Harwood] This is victory, ladies and gentlemen. Victory.

As if you never killed a civvy before.

♪ Self-professed, profound♪

Would you like me to leave?

[Alfred] The Barratt Brothers?

[Daveboy] I told you the fights weren't fixed. Let's go.

You're as nervy as a blind cat.

Ancillary technical staff. Dr. Lucius Fox.

Sorry about this. Won't be long.

uh, we regret to inform you that,