Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

March where? For what bloody purpose?
Did you really eat flesh?
What's the biggest thing you saw, and the smallest?
Fuck them!
Won't I?
All the good men in London...
Who are you? Winter.
- You're hungry? - No.
A sheep is a sheep, but also meat and wool.
and you have the same eyes as her.
and march away like nothing had ever happened.
I met her.
Oh, God.
the scum British have overtaken it.
through Spanish privateers.
To keep things safe.
Am I wrong?
What was this ship?
you have been my father's lawyer for the past 40 years.
It's all rabble... pitch makers, carpenters.
How is your toe this morning?
For what? - Well, you know, when someone wants a man killed,
- your father only gave me coppers. - What man?
Either in Africa or on the journey back to London.
He's already haunted.
The Felice Adventurero... it's all yours now, sir.
Come on, James.
Toe and arse this morning, sir.
but not the devil's back yard where you went.
He owed me kisses and love.
Mr. Thoyt...
She says, one day, I'll catch a man and he'll carry me away.
It is taking a little longer than I anticipated.
Prayer beads, not enough to get you to heaven.
Bow was the name that I used for the stage.
Am I the only one in this company with a brain?
nor have I seen fairies or water sprites.
than all the Christian nations combined.