Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You got lost when you went to look for the boy
We need to talk.
You had no business...
Well, cross him off. He won't be returning to this city.
What bloody guns, Tommy?!
they'll put Ada on the arrest warrant as well.
He was killed by one of his own.
'..the shovels beat the sun.'
Yes, we have a deal. Two hours? Yeah.
What is it you've always wanted, Arthur? Eh?
And as for my heart...
I told you, Mr Kimber. He's got some balls, that one.
Whenever you want, just kick him in the balls.
That's right. The Lees are skimming money off legal bookies.
So, what news from London?
I still prefer the Garrison.
Oh, look, I dropped something. Pick it up.
People keep asking me questions that I don't know the answer to.
Just pour it instead of drinking it.
And she loves me the same.
"Where is she living now?"
'No, I don't pray - I hope.
And you're going to need your ears to listen.
All right?
Just wait - listen to me. Just listen to me.
You're lucky you're with me
We are regular police officers, sir. Not spies.
Nice dress. You can wear that to my pub.
I heard that, er...
No.
"Is it true your Ada got married?"
Tommy, you'd best have a word with Arthur as well.
you will hang.
and don't speak a word of English.
I've decided to move up in the world.