Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, he must have went shoppin'. Sit down.
- Something's happening. - She's having a problem.
YOU NEVER GOT ME ON COLLUSION, BOB.
- You waited too long! - That dumb bastard!
And on top of that, you sign me for a fight at 155,
Where'd you go?
Six Seven
She really did some job on ya, ya know how fuckin' nuts you are?
Come on, come up from there.
- I'll call you. - All right.
- What are you doin'? - I gotta get $10,000.
You're supposed to believe me. Don't you trust me?
- What did I say? - You said he had a pretty face.
What are you, a cop? I'm goin' out. Business.
Britain after Brexit
- We gotta go downtown? - That's right.
for the first knockdown of his career.
And look at me, and look at you.
- The worst table in the house. - And he's complainin'.
You've had it, you rat bastard!
Shall I take the?
Whether or not he is a sinner, I do not know, The man replied.
- Harder. - Yeah?
You thought I was foolin' around, didn't ya? Tell me the truth.
Bust her fuckin' hole, throw her out.
it's a little different... our 11th wedding anniversary.
He's a pretty kid, too.
- Yeah. - They still gotta give you
La Motta watches Sugar Ray take the count from the referee.
So, for the second time, [the Pharisees]
The good news is
It's a free country, don't fight anymore.
He's got you by the balls, you're outpointed.
Come on, huh?
the signal to Frankie Sikora.
Open the door.
- Take your best shot. - Forget about it, I ain't doin' it.
But did La Motta do it soon enough?
Try a little more fuckin' and a little less eatin'.
I got these small hands
They got some balls, some balls.
he would say
- Come on. - Don't fuck around.
That championship belt on me, that's when I fool around.
There's the buzzer,
That's me and my brother. We were foolin' around.
It was a busy night last night.
- Go ahead. - All right.
Where the hell do you think you're goin' at this hour?
Now finish him off. He's all stupiada, you got him.
That's entertainment.
What are you talkin' about?
- Excuse me, you through? - Yeah.
I ain't hittin' ya.
He's a young kid, up and comin', he'll fight anybody.
Come here, before I give you a beatin'.
- I ain't doin' it. - Use that over there.
I fought the guy, I tapped him like that, all of a sudden he's like this
- Come on, salute. - Salute.
Now, we've heard everybody's point of view here,
When the fuck you gonna stop with that stuff?
This son of a bitch is callin' me an animal.
- Everything all right? - I'm leaving you, Jake.
- and your brother. I'm not wrong. - Don't make me get nuts in this place.
The next time that friendly bartender says, What'll you have?
I'm not answerin' that.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen,
- No. - Tell me the truth.
You mean you want me to get him to fuck you?
For what, because of this girl?
Mind your fuckin' business and shut up.
Speak the truth before God. We know this fellow is a sinner.
You didn't know that was comin'?
I heard some things.
Then how come ya gave him a beatin'?
- I can get the case dropped. - They don't have a case against you.
Give him another drink.
Don't forget.
What's the matter with you? There's nothin' goin' on here.
Just give me a kiss, come on.
You know you took her out,
- With who, Vickie? - Yeah.
How you doin'?
You never got me down, Ray.
Pressure, pressure, pressure!
La Motta is taking terrible punishment on the ropes as Dauthuille bangs him
you don't create a scene like that in a place like that.
The tide has turned, no question about it!
and have a brief interview with Ray Robinson.
What about the belt, Mr. La Motta?
What the f?
She knows them?
where this bull here can rage,
La Motta is undefeated, but he's well behind on points.
two left hooks to the jaw, another left and a right to the head!
- You cocksucker! - Live in it!
Jake is cut around the left eye. Jimmy Reeves has outboxed him...
Yeah, what friends?
You go to him, you tell him...
I don't have any gloves. What am I gonna hit you with, the table?
no more deals like that, you hear what I'm sayin'?
and the Tony Janiros in the world.
Oh, fuck!
Good. There's your stupid steak.
the guy's become an embarrassment.
No, why would I be interested in him?
Shut up! I'll fuckin' take care of you later!
I ain't never gonna get a chance.
A what?
It's all forgotten about, supposedly, anyway.
- She's how old? - Fourteen.
I'll fuckin' kill ya!
- What? - Come on.
Look at him. Do you feel all right?
Is she here? She's not here.
Get outta here, go inside. Take the baby inside.
He picked the right time to stop fightin'.
Right? Nothing going on?!
These are clean, whistling shots.
You saw the papers... La Motta Out on Vice Rap.
- eight... - He's up on his feet now,
A determined Jake La Motta is making a great comeback
You know how beautiful you are?