Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sir, launch controls are nearly up. The director was running behind.

I'll hunt 'em to ground.

but Pakistan remains an ally.

You know in victory, we should be gentlemen.

You have to take your next promotion.

STOOP: You're taking that P9OX serious, huh?

I punched a guy so hard he couldn't move his arm to tap out.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING ON PA)

What is it you want?

- Ray? - Yes, sir.

I want you to pine.

I brought you some news.

He's got smooth cheeks. He's got no facial hair.

(SIGHS) It was a good day, actually.

DUKE: Approaching target. Ten-hut! Make ready!

He's got 1,000 tells.

SVD Dragunovs and Type 50s.

Snake, how's all that sound?

These are conversational fillers. Little phrases

But he didn't act alone.

But don't relax, boys, still put holes in you.

Lieutenant Lady Jaye, requesting immediate aid.

Now, I'm not gonna call our Commander-in-Chief old.

ZARTAN: My fellow world leaders,

in the affairs of foreign nations.

(IMITATING BARKING) (BOTH SCREAMING)

COBRA COMMANDER: Soon the world will cower in the face of Zeus.

I am not with you.

Still all 10 fingers?

- What are you doing? - Let's go. We're out of here.

A warrior of great skill and anger.

(STORM SHADOW GROANING)

Defector in hand. En route to pickup. Come on.

The Prez was taking his crazy pills again.

Zeus satellites 4 and 7 in position.

I'm a very big fan. I love the black.

Avenue K, Georgetown. 9:00 p.m.

If any Joes have survived...

MAN: All satellites have begun load for final countdown.

And if you win?

Ninety seconds.

I grew 8 inches and gained 60 pounds.

Do you deny that your envy and hatred drove you to shed

Between August 9th and August 19th,

And a sovereign nation.

you looking after my little girls.

- Undignified. (LAUGHING) - Yeah, that, too.

with the President's Chief of Staff.

"Conrad Hauser. Duke."

There can be no winners!

Snake Eyes speaks.

Well, you're not exactly my first-round draft pick,

Each of you will clear out his nuclear closet immediately.

Oh, yeah, I brought back the interns.

They'll find you out, Zartan.

I'm sorry, ma'am, you're...

Yeah? And what was your big plan, then, huh?

The same button that begins this can end it.

where we 're forced to be kind of embroiled

Not only for the peace we seek to achieve,

What you're proposing is treason.

The G.I. Joes are no more.

(GIRLS SCREAMING)

I said stand down!

(CLEARS THROAT)

Now, to direct a rod to its target, we don't launch it or fire it.

ROADBLOCK: A Joe flag.

Knuckles, again? Really?

Where's the serum? Quickly!

as Roadblock leads the ground team.

There are rumours of a new attack by our enemies.

We have a Joe on the premises.