Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Do you recognize this girl?
The bad news is they want you to do the old flip-flop for them.
- I'll be right back. - Here he comes.
Yeah, Mickey? Cutty Sark and water.
- Huh? - Little slow, that's all.
You remember that night at the Garden, you came to my dressing room
I feel like I'm a prisoner.
Big shot.
Why can't we eat in peace around here? Just relax.
- He ain't pretty no more. - He really messed him up.
- Come on. - Hit him back!
It wasn't him, Charley, it was you.
- Tank job! - Hit him back, ya bum!
He knows I'm only kiddin'.
All of a sudden, you're like a Romeo.
I don't even know what I said. I don't even know what he looks like.
instead of making me take them dives for the short-end money.
Big shot.
The belt of a champion is a very rare item.
I'd like you to meet State's Attorney Bronson.
You sick animal! Where you goin'?
- I wanna talk to you. - Get away from me, you're sick!
Don't ever bring 'em up here again, you hear me?
I smacked him in the mouth, he was drunk, he started some shit.
Take a picture, Bob.
You should've taken care of me just a little bit,
- Took me right up. - Hey, that Oscar's always
I can't raise the 10,000.
with lefts and rights to the head. Another left, another right to the jaw.
Honey, look... I'm a bum without you and the kids, don't go.
That is a joke, right?
Either that, or live with her and let her ruin your life,
- Hello, Joe. How you doin'? - Beansy, what is it?
I know she's doin' somethin', I just wanna catch her once.
and was bangin' it, smacked him with a glass?
and I'm lookin' very bad.
Hi.
You win some, you lose some.
and everybody else on the fuckin' street.
- You should know each other. - Hi, Joey.
It was a bird. It's dead now, I think.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
- Yeah. - Vickie, you mean.
she's a neighborhood girl.
that the thing ain't the ring,
Cloverhill B Div
- Hi. - Gee, you're lookin' great.
La Motta floored Reeves seven times in the fight,
How many times do we have to tell ya? You hear him yellin'?
I think he should.
- Take it off. - Come on, you wanna stop now?
Tommy's here? I didn't even see him come in.
What'd I do?!
Pal, you're gonna force me to make a comeback.
- For Christ's sake! - I'll kill those cocksuckers!
Go get 'em, champ.
it's the play.
- I'll take care of him. - Joey, any little thing,
And in the thirteenth round, the hard-luck round,
you're all full of shit.
- Do you want a title shot? - What am I, in a circus over here?
- Nice car. - You like that car?
Jake La Motta and Jimmy Reeves
Why didn't you tell me? Did you fuck my brother?
and you've done a lot of things together.
- Come on! - Come on!
- Come on. - I'll take the action, go ahead.
- You need anything? - No.
- Take that, I'll be home later. - Thank you.
- Why did you fuck them? - Do what? I didn't do anything?!
That's it, go ahead... forget how long it took you
Get him alone in the back room, smack him around, no more big shot...
He was over here yesterday.
You wanna get laid? You sure?
No comment. Right. Thank you. Bye!
- Thanks. - Joe here?
Tommy tells me every day to talk to you
Despite being knocked down, Robinson is well ahead on points.
No, you didn't say that.
Forget fuckin' with you!
Never got me down.
Nobody likes you, you oughta be used to it.
La Motta drives him across the ring, a left and a right to the head.
- Thank you. - Keep an eye on him.
By the way, me and my wife Vickie's gonna celebrate...
How are you?
How come you never told me about it?
Beansy got a table in the back, he said we could sit with them.
Your hands? What about 'em?
Sit down.
Just tell him you're sorry, you miss him.
Get out! Get out!
Thank you, doll.
I want you to call me. He's very nervous. Ba-boom, call.
Did you fuck my wife?!?!?
Where are you goin', you bastard?
Hi, Vickie.
Matter of fact, smart money is sayin' that you're getting ready to hit the tank.
- I'm gonna kill somebody. - Well, go ahead and kill everybody!
- Hello. - Hi. Where were ya?
In that great action by La Motta, he couldn't score the big one.
Hear me? Come on.
- All right. - All right, Colonel.
Afraid of what?
You gonna start with me now?
You never got me down, Ra
- About what? - I don't know, I don't run the joint.
- Why can't you talk to him? - 'Cause he don't like me.
You do what you do, and we do what we gotta do.
La Motta may need a knockout.
How come you didn't tell me about it?
the right place, the right circumstances, they'll do anything, right?
Hey, Commissioner? Come on in, I'm gonna stop the fight.
He got out of line, I slapped him around.
Just order her a cheeseburger, that's all.
Complain some more, I wanna hear.