Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Chyort.
They've... they've bagged all the right land to sell.
who recently... sadly... died,
Anyone want one with milk?
Shit!
And you see the big tree there, in the middle of Priory Park?
He'll get rich, and she'll get the blame!
No, no, no.
That's the name of the programme I couldn't remember.
Seat belt!
Please hold.
- What's the nature of the threat? - No, no threat.
I don't want any blood on the good settee, I'll get my kit.
Sam! Sam!
FSB used my secrets against me.
How hot?
in through your... out through your...
I think we'll meet somewhere neutral, if you don't mind. Take down this address.
Not a plaster, a bandage.
No.
All I'm saying is,
It was supposed to be delivered this morning.
Have you not?
We're still piecing that together, ma'am.
I'm trying to do the right thing.