Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I couldn't give a fuck who he is.

You think I'd tell anybody anything else?

There's not much room in there but...

- Talk to me, Alfie. - Talk to you?

You have been chosen, Mr Shelby,

Yeah, they're out of fucking control, mate.

John, this woman says she's training Thomas' horse.

At school, I was top of the class in mathematics,

Keeping his flame burning.

And I wouldn't even be counting.

No society party in London is complete without a gangster

But hidden in the packing will be 500 bottles

How much better is it when we're friends?

Girls go out on their own now.

You are on my hook, Mr Shelby.

No, I'm all right.

No. That would arouse suspicion.

and just fucking unlock the fucking gates!

This evening or tomorrow?

Arthur, we can stand him up.

There's coppers all over it.

Mickey says she has the lungs of an elephant.

Perhaps because I would represent something to you?

None of this happened, all right?

You see, at midnight,

I told him that I'd wanted to see one

- Why him? - Did you ask why in France?

You had a deal with Mr Churchill.

Fucking hell, it's packed in here, isn't it?

Perhaps because I...

When I drove into Small Heath, I thought I was going to get murdered...

What do you think, Arthur?

And if 24 ever became 23,

between the Jews and the Italians.

Alfie's an old friend.

- We'll go to my cousin's pub. - I like it here.

Not with me, they're not.

Did you know they were going to do it before they did it?

- Yeah, a written deal. - Written deal, good.

- since we was at school. - Yeah.