Hue and Cry

00:01:53 Oh, for the wings.

00:04:38 It must have blowed away.

00:08:21 But what a story.

00:10:39 Take this along to him.

00:14:09 - Now what's his nibs up to? - Just practising, Dad.

00:17:04 I Three dead corpses rotting in a box I.

00:19:14 Might be, or the bloke that writes them stories.

00:23:03 One moment though, I... think this calls for a little liquid refreshment, eh?

00:25:17 I'll never live it... What?

00:27:17 And they'll be sure to avenge their comrades, ruffians of that breed

00:29:35 - I've just about had enough of this. - I ain't sprucing!

00:32:28 - Now who are we left with? - It doesn't matter about that now.

00:34:49 - Any idea who? - Bunch of kids, so the nark said.

00:39:13 Oi, come 'ere, quick!

00:44:15 They can't send me to borstal, I'm too young.

00:46:24 - Are you sure of that, Norman? - Course.

00:50:03 - No it hasn't, we'll take a bus. - Where to, you silly little shrimp?

00:53:14 Supposing she's seen me with you.

00:55:43 Donald Duck.

00:59:06 How many crooks' names do you remember out of the "Trump"?

01:01:06 It'll mean missing all my sleep.

01:03:56 - Why, what's the matter? - Those little...

01:08:18 What made you pick on that particular word?

01:12:38 And make it snappy.