Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm gonna cut your name into him.
You give our position up one more time, I'll
My men are not expendable.
You got no style guide dutch!
We found them sometimes without their skin, and sometimes much, much worse.
Alf explains in therapy Julio Jones
george i told ya not to rock out with nothing get a guitar and say "only got one shirt and somebody stole it" and fall off the stage! boing good riddance faye you icy fire!
I love Dennis Hopper
What the hell are you?
Target's the centre of the palapa!
Billy!
♪ Long tall Sally, she's built sweet
You really think this boy-scout bullshit's gonna work.
Chop, on your nine!
Nothing... nothing on this earth could have lived.
You're an asset, an expendable asset.
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We got 'em. I think this is what you're looking for.
♪ Yeah, baby
Fue la selva la que se lo Ilevé. Qué més quieres que te diga?
Dzida gadajacy do Jeruzola o rowach
we're on our own
Come on! Do it now! Kill me!
What happened to you, Ali? You used to be somebody I could trust.
What's the matter? The CIA got you pushing too many pencils? Huh?
We got those bastards.
Get to the docta!
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and when he does, I'm gonna cut your name right into him.
♪ Oh, baby
He was, uh...
SOB is dug in like an AL Tick
My men were in that chopper when it got hit!
I want his body found. Sweer pattern. 50 meters. Let's go!
Dzida gadajacy o rowach Jeruzol
Bunch of slack-jawed faggots around here!
♪ I'm gonna have me some fun tonight
It’s blood was on the leebs
Irms is losing it...she losing her cool...
Me and Sunny talking to the hood that left
I ain't got time to read
When your old friend becomes another big head
Dillon! Let's hold hands like we did in kindergarten!
When my “friends”
Blazer One, I repeat, extraction necessary.
They say we're still in too far. They can't risk coming in.
IVamos!
Bunch of slack-jawed simps around here
I can MAKE it!
i ain't got time to read [the docs]
Nobody else. Right on top, bro.
Brain: "Do you remember Afghanistan?" Me: "Trying to forget it!"
'Night
Not a thing. Not a fuckin' trace.
We've got a transponder fixed on their position... about here.
What’s the matter? Howard got you pushing too many pencils? Huh?
What happened to you, Tater? You used to be somebody I could trust.
The cabinet minister, the whole business. Got us in here to do your dirty work.
You're an asset, an expendable asset.
Hey, Dutch. Dutch!
I ain't got time to bleed
It... Go on.
I don’t care who you are back in the world