Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ich muss mit deinem Kapitän sprechen.
Boroka handiak, boroka boss.
what's that big, crazy, man-killing bastard?
Oh, please. What do you think we're doing here?
Chief, my lying and scheming mother.
Well, did you bring enough for everyone?
Hmm. Well, that doesn't do us much good.
Agent Fuchs Der Abwehr hier.
Way to go, toothless old lady.
But if my almost totally nonexistent understanding
- Wait, what are Sturmtruppen? - It means "storm troopers."
- Chief, it's working. - Mmm.
- MALORY: Sterling! - What are you doing, running around?
FUCHS: Well, then what are you waiting for?
B: they're not gonna get the reference, and...
Charmed, I'm sure. So they're not cannibals?
Noah, shut up... then I'm pretty sure we can expect
and they were gonna leave you in the quicksand while they looked for it.
- [chuckles] Well, not totally, but... - No, and stop that.
- It's a cognate. - Noah?
[chanting] Teko! Besta! Teko! Besta!
Hey, can you please tell him to move?
You're just going to have to start slathering tanning oil
It means... goddess.