Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Scared out of his wits.
- Call the cops. - No!
Who the fuck are you? How did you get in here?
I said, "Fuck me, I've been in prison half me life."
This berk on the bench wasn't worth my time.
A lot of 'em have gone.
I thought I was havin' a heart attack.
Well, the cops. I mean, you know, I'm...
- Good to see you. - Nice to meet you.
Fine, there's the phone.
...You don't want to be alone?
Whatever you gotta do, man. Better go do it.
If he hasn't gotten whacked, we might have our aces.
But no, I'm after another kind
I said he broke last time.
that showed up down here?
Couldn't care less, OK, mate?
- Well... - Blacks?
Come back here, Pop, and we'll kill you.
but we didn't travel in the same social circles, you know?
Yes.
Could yer?
Oh, I know that.
Course I know I wasn't.
Jenny's mum and me.
Bring the motor round. Bang out front.
Ah!
Him, Avery, a couple of guys.
Tell me about Jenny!
Not to you. To us squares in the outside world.
I could have gone up behind him
- We went someplace else. - Whereabouts?
Are they satisfied with this... gangland shit, or what?
Who me? ID? No. When your chaps went through my pockets,
Earning interest in an offshore account.
- Snuffed her? - What are you talkin' about?
I dunno and I don't care, OK?
I'll point you there, but you take it to the end zone.
A leech on the welfare state in addition.
It was these other lads
What you been doing?
stretch out the good part of the day.
Her neck was broken, on impact.
Go ahead, break 'em up.
I ran into a deer, I had no chance.
I figure he's not cruisin' the polo lounge.
But the thing about scumbags is...
Did you forget your words?
- Then what good is he? - Heard of loyalty?
Shit.
Mm, try one of these.
- Wilson. My name's Wilson. - Well, Wilson, to start...