Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Almost calls for a Snuggie.
ROADBLOCK: I need you! I need you now!
(MEN TALKING IN DISTINCTLY)
All we've been missing is our Commander.
Leave the tanks to me.
Launch.
A rod touches down eight times faster than a bullet.
So you killed the Pakistani president.
Open your eyes, Mr Ex-President.
JOE 2: To your weapons! Let's go!
The little wifey-pooh? (GASPS) Huh?
ROADBLOCK: Level 2 secure. Moving to level 3.
COBRA COMMANDER: Zeus is ready.
(GRUNTS)
- Check! - Drive it like you stole it!
Well, the good news is, no global warming summit next month.
Unless
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
FIREFLY: Well done. (CHUCKLES)
Wait!
(ALL LAUGHING)
The same person never does this differently,
I'm not going to be the man who waited and saw.
I enlisted the next day.
I'll take two cases of Thin Mints and a box of Chuckle Lucks.
Open up.
Gentlemen.
I need your help.
When did we get these?
He's not a good poker player.
WARDEN: Come on.
India, Israel, China.
Tangos down!
I will shoot him in the head. Do you understand me?
(SCREAMING IN REAL LIFE)
(PANTING)
My cholesterol's a little high.
(LAUGHS) I'm yanking your chain.
One whole weekend,
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But we have to at least try. I mean, there might be...
REPORTER 2: This afternoon, the President is meeting with the leaders
The Cobras who protect us today
- It's been a pleasure. (LAUGHS) - Thank you.
Firefly. Good to see you, old friend.
presiding over a ceremony honouring the G. I. Joes.
Huh?
You're gonna have to come through me.
JAYE: Duke, come in.
Jinx.
You are our leader now.
step!
"Whatever deity may guide my life,"
nuclear disarmament.
FLINT: Okay, wait. Hold on a second.
"Soda" became "pop."
Man, don't call me that name.
PILOT: Star One Flight commander separating for drop.
(GRUNTING)
MALE REPORTER: (ON TV) Violence continues across Pakistan
Anything!
Targets acquired. Ordnance live and loading.
We're going home.
(LAUGHS)
Cobra Commander.
ROADBLOCK: Ready and step.
Now, I was prepared to cajole to get what I want.
- Delicious. - Attaboy.
FLINT: Copy that.
(PANTING)
(PLANE APPROACHING)
What if the President
Zeus satellite 1-A approaching London.
I'm taking rounds back here.
filled with a tungsten rod.
Nine.
I've got guns to clean.
- Brenda's with my team. - Roger that.
- Boots to asses. - Yes, sir.
On my first drop I popped a live round into my mouth.
How's anybody gonna know we're alive?
COBRA COMMANDER: Someone took his time.
JOE 3: Help me!
- How you doing, sir? - Good.
for anyone with anger management issues.
How long till drop?
I never questioned...
Snake Eyes.
abandoned their duty
I think I'm faster than you, Snake Eyes.
they're aware of everything that's going on around them.
Cobra Commander's bugging out.
Only minor injuries to report, sir.
Two.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
JOE 1: Delta team in position. Echo, you're a go.
ROADBLOCK: - Free hand. - You got it, boss.
No, not stars. Buttons on his suit.
(GRUNTING)
There's a poker game with the Chief of Staff there.
DUKE: Weapons secured!
it's time to prove that you are ready to join the G.I. Joes.
He who controls this briefcase,
rebuilding has begun around the world.
(DOOR OPENING)
How's your heart rate? (LAUGHS)
We secure the football, we secure the world.
but the conflagration we seek to avoid.
Three Joes somehow survived our little house cleaning.