Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yes, of course. Come to the bar, please, Billy.
Come on!
Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher
GRANDMA: He was your mom's favorite, was Fred Astaire.
Find a place on that bloody wall,
How much is it gonna cost?
Richards When i invite him out
Good.
TONY: Billy, there's no money left. Get that through your head, man!
Sorry, Miss.
(ALL CHANT AGGRESSIVELY)
Put it down.
Debbie.
Not frigging ballet.
First. Fifth.
I Love to Boogie.
But some of us are ready to fight back for once.
Like electricity.
Oh, no one's trying to patronize you. You're being ridiculous.
Debbie?
Only when he thinks everybody's out.
and focus on that spot.
DOORMAN: Show's just started.
TEACHER: They were crushed as well,
FOREMAN: Right, you, name.
-Whose dress is that? -It's me sister's.
MAN 4: Fucking hell. I never thought I'd see you down here.
Do you want to ask us any questions?
-(HORN HONKING) -(MEN SHOUTING)
Nothing. Just dressing up.
when she becomes alive.
Don't kid yourself.
Billy!
Go home, Son.
Blows what, Miss?
It's perfectly normal.
(GIRLS GIGGLING)
BILLY: Whoo!
Look at the state of us, man. What we got to offer the poor sod?
He doesn't need to know.
Look, it's just a matter of the trip to London.
(CHILDREN CHATTERING)
Strike's over, Jackie. The union caved in yesterday.
Are you sure you're not going to come?
Right. Back to the bar.
Wanker!
(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING ON PIANO)
Here.
GEORGE: Jesus Christ, Billy Elliot!
MICHAEL: Billy! Billy, come on!
Don't you dare!
All right, which way are we facing? Come on.
It's a letter.
Yeah.
I'll see you next week.
School. It's where they teach the ballet.
No, I'm not. Honest.
First, arabesque.
Grandma.
I will. Honest.
You're a disgrace to them gloves, your father,
(GEORGE SHOUTS)
Words that end in -ght Easy English
Yes. Yes, of course.
(WHISPERS) It's Michael.
-I was looking for... -They're out.
Things change.
Hello.
Give us them here.
Do you understand?
What have I told you about drinking out of the bottle?
Have you got a tutu yet?
MRS WILKINSON: Let's do it again.
Thanks.
When's the audition, then?
Can't. I'm going to boxing.
It would mean an awful lot of hard work.
And, you! Fucking ballet!
You kidding?
It's about a woman who's captured by an evil magician.
Stay still.
-MAN 3: Glenton. -Glenton.
Ok Ryan, lets bend over and do some coughing......... I see you must know D-Bob.
Dad!
What choice have we got?
(SINGING UPBEAT SONG)
(PHONE RINGING)
I'm sorry, Son.