Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

How fucking cool.

Like Tottenham.

Ken, if I had killed a little kid, accidentally or otherwise,

The Last Judgment and the afterlife.

which is why me heart is going like the clappers,

- We're taking you back to Bruges. - Brilliant.

Don't start being silly.

I know what you're trying to talk about.

I have to reconcile myself with the fact that, yes, I have killed people.

He wasn't a bad kid, was he?

Exactly. This is the world we live in today.

God, you're pretty.

Harry? It's Ken.

When someone show up and texts in the meme chat

No way. You're way too far away.

Yeah? He said that?

What the fuck are you doing?

You know, going round in a boat, looking at stuff.

Have you been down, like, all the old cobbled streets and that?

I mean here in the world, not here in Belgium.

We give it another day, two days, max.

With you? No way!

NI IDEA DE COMO CONSIGUIERON QUINIENTOS ANTI FODECHINCHOS

Of course you can't fucking see! I just shot a blank in your fucking eyes!

With the churches and that. They're Gothic. Yeah.

You're an inanimate fucking object!

I do want the guy dead. I want him fucking crucified.

Just don't get into any fucking trouble.

Then we check the papers again, and if there's still nothing in them,

I realize that, Harry. The boy wanted to have a look anyway.

Let me get this right. Not only have you refused to kill the boy,

Can we go somewhere and talk about this, please?

You use this word,'dumdums'? The bullets that make the head explode?

Somehow I believe, Ken, that the balance shall tip in the favor of culture.

That's for Steve Beaton. You Dutch fucking cunt!

All the canals and the old buildings and that.

Well, as soon as he got into, like, the old town proper,

Yeah. But don't hold it against me.

You can't be giving whiskey to a midget

Too Many People'd be Coming To Move here. It Would Spoil The Whole Thing

I didn't even know where Bruges fucking was.

And it worked. Quite well.

¿CÓMO? ¿QUINIENTOS ANTI FODECHINCHOS?

So if you need to do your worst, do your worst.

Do you speak English? No.

So, yeah, I'm gonna go up in the queue and touch it, which is what you do.

I don't wanna die just because of your fucking arrogance. Uh-huh.

I'll get all the money back to you soon as I get through to me friend.

if the two of you weren't laughing straight in my fucking face!

Entry is 5 euro.

You know, there's that big, dual carriageway when you get off the train?

I knew he wouldn't kill the guy.

Send him out on an errand for half an hour, but don't make it sound suspicious.

It's like a fucking fairytale or something.

as if I'm about to have a heart attack.

And what's the other place?

How can that be?

Entry is 5 euro.

Bruges is a shithole.

I know I'm awake, but I feel like I'm in a dream!

- Do you know where he is now? - He said he was going to the park.

You don't know karate.

And this morning, and this afternoon,

My idea for the weekend

That statement makes no fucking sense at all.

That's right, Ray.

Which, I presume, will involve culture.

Harry called last night.

And see who gets into Heaven and who gets into Hell and all that?