Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No! No!
To health.
Looks as though you should have shaved closer.
We're here, and we need to get there.
There's a Portuguese ship lying low in the harbor, quarantined three weeks.
I like a man who's willing to burn for his swag.
Calm down!
Bill the Butcher - Philosopher
A low thing to do that to the body. Lowww.
- Is that man drunk? - Dead as Good Friday, miss.
I come for my due and proper
- Please read this. Thank you. - Thanks.
I'll festoon my bedchamber with his guts
I told you I didn't want a fight!
We must heal the divisions between us.
You kill him where the whole court can watch him die.
Come on, let's go!
and Worth.
But they all took me for an immigrant.
not a bunch of Miss Nancys.
Fine waistcoat.
Instead they made The Police Gazette, a periodical of note.
especially while it's being broken.
Get there before the 'Daybreak Boys' strip her...
Anything in your pockets tonight?
Cast for Monk and Tammany, by God. Twice.
Let my sword devour until its thirst is quenched with blood...
Since the time of the great famine, they'd come streaming off the boats.
A challenge?
Find the military and send them...
I wanna show you something.
- Who's got $300? - If you're drafted, release from service...
Handsome bunch of gallows fruit. There's my old friend.
But all we could see was the hand in front of us.
Many mothers have not even the solace...
You keep out of trouble now.
and over here we have contestant number 9... faecae crumbs!
Why not? Look how good you done.
All right, boys. Vote Monk, Tammany. Monk, Tammany!
My father told me we was all born of blood and tribulation.
Mob headed for the Colored Orphans Asylum. Protect the children!
We always liked a good fire in the Points.
Barnum's American Museum On Fire. Animals Are Escaping. Barnum's American Museum On Fire. Animals Are Escaping.
To defeat my enemy, I extinguish his life...
You can have anything you want out there.
Finish it.
Hey, you got any timber?
You're getting too old for it, McGloin.
Find out.
The kidneys.
Yeah, nothing except our safety, constable.
Here's the thing.
That one tonight...
The Metropolitan Police, they fought the street gangs.
Actual footage of me talking to my customers at work.
now is the time to say it.
I'm through with you.
But it's not too late. You can still save my house.
Hey! Bill says keep clear of the pikers.
This whole place is gonna burn anyway.
Let Go! Let Go!
To invading hordes of Hibernians!
What am I bid? What am I bid? What am I bid?
I hope you won't think me rude if I speak.
Just like you.
Give me the strength for what I must do.
Still, I think it shows dash.
Rest in peace, Ma.
This was a great man.
They didn't run the city...
An angler put a hook on the end of a stick...
Join the Army, lads. Three square meals a day and good pay in your pocket.
In this place, you have grown from a boy into a man.
All right there, Happy Jack, leave us something...
Hop
Walking in as your kids are organizing their Halloween candy
Well, sorry.
That's what preserves the order of things.
Jesus.
- Know why he wears short sleeves? - Why?
The heart? This team has no heart.
- You from Kerry? - I am, sir. I am.
You gotta pay for the pleasure of my company.
Sure meself, but...
which is why I'm proposing an alliance...
After they cut out the baby...
He is.
No.
I'll negotiate a handsome fee for every Irish vote you send Tammany's way...
Clear the way for Bill the Butcher.
Fire!
- We all go someday, huh? - Chin up.
We paid the Municipal Police. This is Metropolitan.
Alright, line them up. It's election day!
As some of you have surely noticed...
Don't you never come in here empty-handed again.
Come out now, lad.
and enthusiastic corruption of the public good.
Ears and noses will be the trophies of the day.
- When? - Whenever you like.
Anyone seen my spaceship
Don't do that again.
in this god-forsaken den of vice and misery behind me.
- Monk! - That's right.
Into the mirror.
now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
A periodical of note
The 'Shirt Tails' was rough, but they've become a bunch of dandies...
- Remember this? - Of course.
against your Roman popery!
- No draft! No draft! - Show them what we think of their draft!
- Maybe we could pal in together. - Oh, I think you're a bit...
He don't answer to you.
So I cut out the eye that looked away.
What am I to do? I can't have this. Something has to be done.
and setting them on fire. From 21st:
Come along.
We're burying a lot of votes down here tonight.
That's the spirit.
Is your mouth glued up with cunny juice? I asked you a question!
- Good day to you, Mulraney. - Boys.
- How many? - Three or four.
Don't never look away.
Each of the Five Points is a finger.
when the Natives took you.
Don't mind him. He used to be an Irishman.
Drury, did you know there’s a nigger on defense
- There are two sides to that question... - There are several sides...
sneak-thievery, chloral-hydrating...