Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Three got hit with nitrous, and he's stupider than usual.

And this, what is... what is this?

♪ I'll take you there ♪

[Six yelps] Ah! What the fuck, dude?

I think we've seen enough.

- ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ - ♪ I do it for the glory ♪

It's the museum next to where we got those mochaccinos.

- Lose the chopper? - "Can I lose the chopper?"

- [Two] Never heard of it. - No? Nobody watches Nick at Nite?

[bells tolling]

Go hang with the fucking nuns or something.

My fellow countrymen, well...

- Toss it! Toss it! - Keep your goddamn eye on the road!

Come on, Four. We're moving.

♪ Bullet-bulletproof Bullet-bullet-bulletproof ♪

And we do it from here.

Always justice.

Through that crowd. Through that crowd!

- [Two] Help me. - [laughing]

Gun! Gun, gun, gun, gun!

[both grunting]

If I die, just tell my mother that I love her.

[loud drone continuing]

We're not a family.

♪ Bullet-bulletproof Bullet-bullet-bulletproof ♪

[Two] The French don't watch shit like that.

and then I'm gonna cut your foundation a giant check.

[Four] Comms cut. We're good.

[in Scottish accent] Manchester.

Hey, Chan, what's up?

- [man shouting indistinctly] - [gunfire]

Start on my word.

Got any booze in there?

I got it, I got it! I got it!

[slowed rotor blades whirring]

undid over 60 years of loyal service to my family.

[One] Let's find Rovach.

- Yeah, but how did you meet him? - We didn't.

Tell me that didn't go in your mouth.

Puddle of tears.

The deal is done.

I'm trying to help you here.

Yeah, we could have used a warm-up mission.

Showing he cares?

- I'm getting light-headed. - You're not the one holding it.

- ♪ I'll take you there ♪ - ♪ Oh ♪

- What's wrong with you, you fucking goon? - [Murat yells]

but you left us out on that street there. We were totally exposed.

Anyone ever asked you dumb questions when you're 90 stories up?

[ticking slows, stops]

[loud THX synthesized crescendo playing]

Well, I could probably point you to il bagno.

Let's just fucking get nuts.

It was very sad.

- I'm important guest. - We have to...

Where is the bathroom?

[Blaine exhales]

tied around his neck in an unfortunate masturbating accident.

Everybody talks about helping. It's nice to actually do something.

[reporter 4] As the world sits on the sideline...

Cheeks on seats.

- You shot me! - [Seven] Because you're an idiot.

- Do you have rabies? - No.

Good work. I said undercover, not coked-up Borg and McEnroe.

You know, none of us will be remembered.

- One. - One what?

- I take it back. - Taking it back is even worse luck.

[Rovach] I know you.

Right over you!

El Día de los Muertos. The Day of the Dead.

one as a crossover, building to building.

["Run" by Awolnation (What So Not & QUIX remix) playing]

Scouring its filth, polishing it till it shines.

I will fucking knock you out in front of my mother.

From that point forward, all that matters is what you choose.

a fourth-generation soldier.

Oh, that's so gross.

- [speaks in Cantonese] - Hey, cops, where are you going?

[slowed] Ohhh...

[Three] Kill him?

- [One] How you doing over there? - [grunts]

Well, I guess it's not against the rules, right?

Zip line secure.

Where are you guys?

- Where are you keeping Rovach's brother? - What?

[One] There's this trick that we all do to get through our day.

♪ Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh ♪

[One] What they don't know is I've been making magnets

Guess this happens when you try to steal a whole country. Right, One?

If I do whatever you're asking me to do, my brother will cut off my head.

♪ My name's forever known ♪

[One] Millennials, French people. Let's just grab the head.

Colonel Zaga, Niazo, Abdulim, Daheem.

[tense electronic music playing]

["Glory" by The Score playing]

[One] Time clock. Guys.

We're gonna become the new heads of programming...

No, I can't do this.

- and this is my associate, Mr. Ferijips... - [in Turkmen accent] Ferjelpo.

♪ Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

So, there's seven of us.

Those fine men won't be replaced easily.

[Two] Side door is opening.

[police shouting in Cantonese]

- Oh, fuck me! - Got it!

Angela Valentine said she was going to get sick in class.

is if Daqeeq here throws you through that window.

You guys, you got it all wrong, you know.

'Cause you got this tyrant who's walking the stage...

- [police radio chatter in Italian] - ♪ I do it for the glory ♪

[One] We must be doing something wrong.

[Rovach] Okay, General, you're flying to Vegas.

- You know why we don't use names? - Why?

[mournful instrumental music playing]