Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We're not going anywhere, Ada.
I don't know what she is.
♪ When Irishmen are proud and glad
I'll see you at Cheltenham.
Arthur, listen to me.
And, you’re going to need your ears to listen!
Running chalk and rafflers.
I'm a clause in a contract.
Operatives, sir. Right, sir.
We are going to stay here and we'll marry here, with our baby.
What?! No, sir... no.
I told the coppers Freddie wouldn't come back.
This is an active military mission - your words.
with four-inch heels, eh?
We had some luck. Some bloody luck.
To you?
I'll wave at you from my box.
Five pounds a stick.
is welcome in the Garrison.
Yeah.
You went after him because he was IRA.
But I don't need you to be my father.
unless a gun is pulled on you.
I can't stand petty criminals. This way.
I say you talk business to my accountant.
Off we go, Lady Sarah.
Come on. You weren't so stiff back there, were you?
You'll need more men than that if you're to come back alive.
Trust only kin.
If I drop a glass on the floor,