Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've been ahead of you, every step of the way.
And my lads, they restrained him.
She's gonna win the derby.
Fuck you.
This.
Well, at least you're going to get what you've always wanted.
He did, he persecuted my race.
When?
We don't need more fucking men.
and dancing around what we really want to say.
I'm sorry.
- Great big ones. - Arthur.
Sign the form.
I know you're unarmed.
He's fucking dead!
Esme, I'll take up their offer. We need men.
Living the real life, you know?
Grace, there are some things I have to do first.
Yep. He's in England promoting his film.
you're spending two pound a month on worming powder.
Because your horse will come fifth or sixth.
I'll drive you.
I wasn't sleeping so well.
My plan was mutually agreed!
- Where are you from? - I'm from Ireland,
It was three.
It's for Mr Shelby.
Grace.
And therefore,
So sign it.
Goldfish, seriously?
I do...
I was.
when I am finished.
- They looked real. - Not stallions. Not now.
That is what I want.
So tell him the truth.
in Birmingham and in London.
Esme.
You think your people are ruthless? Try mine.
I have a racehorse.
Okay, so the pharaoh. Have you heard of him?
Because that was the plan.
So that's why you carry on?
You people have a lot to learn.
after one whisky and some conversation?
Like a magpie sees something,
You're so respectable,
drink some whisky.
Hey!
Close the door.