Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Dollar and a half?
Get her bag! Get her bag!
Well, that's why I wanted you.
- It means body snatchers. - I didn't ask the meaning.
The heart.
I'll have my medal back. Oh, Jesus!
You can always hire one half of the poor to kill the other half.
It wasn't a city really.
Barnum's American Museum On Fire. Animals Are Escaping. Barnum's American Museum On Fire. Animals Are Escaping.
Go back to the Points and leave me to my business...
I didn't mean nothing by that shot, you know.
- Jenny. - Bill.
You two, out of the way!
They work on their backs and kill with their hands.
Hey! There's a $300 man. Get him!
Get out of the Points and don't come back.
I just like it down here is all.
In which part of that excrementitious isle were your forebears spawned?
I killed the last honorable man 15 years ago. Since then, it's...
Gentlemen. Fine gentlemen, you are most welcome...
I order you to disperse!
rough for this sort of game. Besides, I work alone.
You're in the Army now. Three square meals a day.
of which you'll receive 10%.
I'll see to it that no one takes away what you've earned by pluck and application.
May I walk with you a little then?
Challenge Accepted
Fear.
Halal?
But the word was spreading...
Good morning, sir.
So you don't call me by my Christian name.
A penny of gratitude for a fighting Irishman, young sir.
A coward.
Not so fast, you little yellow bastard!
The 'Shirt Tails'.
The mob have just broken open gun store and are arming.
North and South must stand united!
Is there anyone in the Five Points you haven't fucked?
Safe as a bank, Mr. Greeley, since all know it's mine.
Right. But I asked if you was calling us chiselers.
Is that understood?
Careful, Tweedy, the mort's frenchified.
The count to beat is 25 rodents in three minutes.
He'll cross over whole...
I'm born in this country. You immigrated here. You will fight for this country!
A little keepsake.
When someone wants to impose socialism unto the United States
Ghoul.
You tell me you're a Native. Do you want to know what a Native is?
and as a call to those who suffer still to join our ranks...
- Beg your pardon? - It will never happen.
I'm just trying to make my way is all.
Show us your knives.
I must say that I find that strangely flattering.
- Run away, you sons of bitches! - Come on out!
"I Order You To Disperse!"
to punish the person...
A low thing, to do that to a body. Low.
So, gentlemen, what our great city needs is a new courthouse.
Thank God.
at my museum located on Broadway!
New York should secede from the Union!
Oh, no.
Well, that's a start. Now, come on.
is tonight wearing a waistcoat of certain distinction.
You have to serve, sir, unless you have $300!
Fuck the paladin
- The fight's over. - Even me.
What're you doing here, boyo?
Gentlemen, the match is due to commence.
That’ll do, for chrissake
Sent it to him, wrapped in blue paper.
Well, that didn't tell us very much.
Paradise Square.
For the Lord crushes the wicked.
- Where you going, boy? - I'm here to pay tribute to Bill.
each to his equal portion, amongst the gang.
There is about 500 stand of arms in it.
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You may or may not know, Bill, that every day I go to the waterfront...
- Are the enumerators satisfied? - Fifty!
Kill the rich bastards!
The comrades with your mangled friend is all I want.
that was you?
to San Francisco.
- Get him! - Get him!
He's going downstairs.
the staging of this noble combat...
- It was a mournful sight. - The war can't last forever.
who was he?
Foot of Canal, they are on their way to Broadway.
That's you, boy.
I'm with you. I'm with the Natives.
non-sequitur? that's a good word
You ain't. Good evening, brother.
You stand here convicted varyingly...
I'm sure we can be in no danger while we're in the constable's company.
- Shall we continue on? - What, you dare to leave it there?
But then maybe they don't share your religious scruples.
That was him. That was his 'Dead Rabbits'.
Rise and shine. Rise and shine.
Fancy a quicie
The rest I took from dreams.
I come for my due and proper.
No!
our friend and benefactor Mr. William Cutting...