Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[coughs, grunts]
No offense, Four, I'm glad you're alive,
That's an asshole move. All right.
A man whose longest relationship's with a rifle.
- No. - [Seven] Okay.
I'm your brother!
I begged the director not to do this, Murat, begged.
[grunting]
- Yeah? Don't cover your face! - [shouts] Ah!
- [Seven] Get out the car. - [Three] He's in the net up there.
- You almost done there? - [Two] Okay, we've got a problem.
You hit one more person, and I'm walking.
[alarm wailing]
- No. - Barbara Billingsley, Hugh Beaumont?
Thirty-eight hours ago,
- Go, go, go, go, go. - Yeah.
You having fun yet?
- We're definitely gonna be on the news. - No shit. Hang on.
to haunt the living.
You're gonna be restricted to cities that you've never visited before.
You can't tear a place down
- Cup. Compliment his wife. - Is that your wife?
- [police officers speaking in Cantonese] - Shit.
[man, in Turkmen] It's not the length of the boat... [laughs]
but if my generals' shoes are to be filled,
You like that phone now, motherfucker?
[man 2] Aid and Base, this is Central. The net is yours.
It's bullshit.
You goddamn animals.
♪ This time I won't let go ♪
- ♪ It's time to stand up, stand up ♪ - Two!
We're all we got.
- Heartbreaking. God. - Yeah.
After his national address, he'll have a big party on his yacht.
This fish soup they call... labu... labuan...
NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED!!
[breathing shakily, in English] You and your Bruce Wayne shit!
- [Three] Pretty soon. - 'Cause...
- Yeah. - He's gonna kick my ass later.
That's none of your fucking business, Three.
Holy shit! I mean, I wasn't sure it would work.
[man 2] ISR is approaching coordinates.
[slowed] Fuck!
- What? - What?
- [suspenseful music playing] - Fuck.
There's our backdoor to Hong Kong.
- [sobbing through earpiece] - You should have seen him watching Coco.
but Johnny's one of my Delta brothers; a friend.
Don't look at me. She's the evil one.
I found the back doors to Rovach's suite.
[rapid tapping on keyboard]
[both chuckle]
[in English] Yeah, hey. Shit's gone... We're super fucked.
- Jesus! Shoot him! - Go get him!
I thought you guys are here to rescue me.
Remember, they don't like Americans.
Well, you see, Ma...
- Okay, what's your name again? - Mike.
- Because I will fuck you up. - You not fuck me up.
If any harm should befall me, the same exact harm will befall you.
No, I do. My job.
[laughs] What?
Oh!
I need military escort.
People that you've never met.
It's only the beginning.
In life... totally different.
How is this different?
[engine revs]
[Five] I got it, baby!
Instead of a violent, ignorant, illiterate mob who just begs for the whip.
Yes! Now, that's driving! That's driving!
Fuck! Turkikasazhan?
You new to the team?
[Seven] Hey, One!
We're going to Vegas, baby!
An unannounced stress test.
are now mobilizing to give them help.
- Get off. - [laughing hysterically]
- [ticking] - Americans?
- Get off of him. - [Murat] Get off me.
No need to climb angry.
But slowly, I cleaned house, and I had other ideas.
- Six, you see that? - [woman speaking in Italian]
[jovial chatter]
[man] Come on. Get up!
"Sorry I'm away from the planet right now.
- [ship horn blares] - [guests shouting, screaming]
[grunts]
[somber piano music playing]
You know, marriages and mortgages, and all that kind of stuff.
That's how I like it. I'm a good inventor.
["I'll Take You There" by The Staple Singers playing]
in this fucked-up world.
[both scream]
♪ Show me what you're made of ♪
[explosion]
You wanna hand me those over there?
Impress me.
How about high blood pressure?
- Good luck. - Saying good luck is bad luck.
Like they're some sacred body.
Oh, shit!
[in English] Cheap. Fake.
Listen closely.
[Four] What does this mean?
Going down!
[female actor] Would it were mortal poison, for thy sake.
Join me, brothers.
Uh, he's got a gun.
So, we're gonna hit the four generals. They're gonna lead us to the brother.
You're scared.
Heroes always win.
We Deltas don't operate like that.
You guys sure are cynical.
[heartbeat]
- Fuck that. - Mission is more important than the man.
Do it!
- [Seven] Stop the car. - Do not stop the car.
[all laugh]
[somber instrumental music playing]
I mean, if I wasn't there, probably more than one of us dead.
[sirens blaring]
Such a fuss.
It was a flashbang.
the dictator of Turgistan, Rovach Alimov.
[Seven] Let's go.
We've lost our ability to pretend.
Schools, to take away his future.
- What's that? - A coup.
afraid that you're gonna die some other way.
[Three] It's a TV line, not a movie line.
[Seven] Two, Three, you're clear to move up top.
♪ There's a monster inside of my skin And I don't know who's gonna win, oh ♪
[One] Okay.
Sixty seconds.
Billy.
♪ Never abide ♪
Yeah.
No. No, I don't even know what it means.
Fuck the mission.
became something to gain.