Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ You ♪
- Bonjour. - Hi.
- [woman 2] Oh, I'm in. Feel that? - [woman 1 exclaims]
Whatever links to the world these people had, they've cut them.
[man] We're in the Louvre. In the most beautiful place in the world.
[distant thud]
These are the people, nice people, going about, doing their thing.
Whoa, whoa!
[in English] Jesus. What did you do?
It's cups.
[speaks inaudibly]
I see a man bringing order to a disordered world.
[One shouting in Turkmen] Gas! Gas! Gas!
Free yourself,
[engine starts]
[electrical hum]
Oh, my favorite.
From the opera, right?
[suspenseful electronic music playing]
No, he's ordered the four generals that work for him to order the gas attacks.
[man] I don't know. Photo op for social media?
[menacing electronic music playing]
- Aargh! No! - Okay. Don't...
- [One] What the fuck? - [Seven] One!
- [One] And now you're all caught up. - [ticking]
[man, in Turkmen] Throw the grenade up there!
[tense electronic music playing]
What is your name?
I'm getting old.
Who? The US? They made me.
Come on, come on, come on.
We have over 80,000 in this camp alone, nearly half of them children.
[man 2] We are under attack.
Just kidding. I stole that from my old dentist's office.
Don't tell me my job.
Turgistan.
[speaking Turkmen]
You don't know my brother. Rovach is a monster.
- [man 1] Hey, what's that guy doing? - [man 2] Don't do it!
[inhales deeply]
♪ I will never be too afraid to bleed Giving all of me ♪
You can't do the stuff that we do and have someone you love.
♪ Blood, sweat, I'll break my bones ♪
Snatch. Stop saying that.
[man] Move, move, move. Move, move, move, move, move.
[chuckles]
- ♪ It's about time that we set it off ♪ - [speaking French]
- She's lost a shit ton of blood. - This isn't a shit ton.
when I find a new sub, and I sort by best of all time
Yes, they do.
♪ And you fall to the ground ♪
You drowned everybody!
[Three] Come on.
[reporter 2] We're following a major breaking story.
We need every second.
[Three] We didn't even know his name.
Honor it, respect it. It's all we got.
Surprised his asshole didn't come with it.
Some I even sold to the CIA,
[Four breathing shakily]
♪ I'd rather die ♪
[Four screaming]
Orphaned,
This is the safest ship on the seas.
Where are you running to?
♪ You know, the truth can be a weapon... ♪
[softly] Yeah.
[in Italian] Where is the bathroom?
- That was literal... She squirted. - That's a lot of blood!
[man choking]
I'm so mad at everyone right now
Flight attendant.
[plane engine drones]
- [man] Don't move! - [Seven] I got him.
Guards have chest armor.
- Cop. - Don't you move.
No.
♪ Fight the fear Rise up from the ground ♪
♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh ♪
Do you?
Over and out!
- You seeing that? You seeing that? - Yes! Yes!
This one's highly defended, no back doors, so we walk through the front.
Mm-hmm.
[Rovach screaming]
Top of the Duomo, like we talked about.
FMS, Hong Kong. Engine start.
Whoa, hey, hey!
[Six] Shit's about to get crazy.
Why is it always me that has to do this kind of shit, man?
[Two] Stop it.
so maybe one and a quarter. It was in Sicily.
[all laughing]
You're next in line, gentlemen.
[man 2] Can I take a moment to thank you?
It means we find a Seven.
Huh?
[heartbeat pace increasing]
[faint children's chatter]
Everybody's got someone or something to lose, man.
[Rovach] You see a tyrant.
[slowed breath]
It's an interesting crew you got here, bro.
[Murat] Yes, brother, the people.
♪ Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪
Stop fucking around. We gotta find Rovach.
Yeah, it's a fun prison.
No kissing.
[reporter 3] Country's overthrown...
Welcome to party!
[somber electronic music playing]
You didn't listen to me, Brother.
[Five] We got 13 minutes.
It's a two-block walk. Come on.
Anyway, the man who ran it died, and, uh...
I hope so. [laughs]
Open the bridge.
We're stuck at the stairwell.
Come on. It gets better.
So, buckle up 'cause it's about to get bumpy.
Your firm is helpless.
[ominous instrumental music playing]
I got the target in his bed, scratching his balls,
♪ Find faith ♪
It's a panic room with deck chairs.
His worst atrocities involve banned chemical weapons.
[tires screech]
Not the David. No! Not the David, not the David, not the...
[grunts]
I just gotta talk to somebody.
Tango-Tango, we have engine failure.
And why do you think he might wanna get away from you?
What's new? I like you mad.
[Murat] Stop.
No. No, no, no, no. No, no. Go. Go, go, go.