Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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