Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm so happy. I...
The new Jack carries a diaper bag instead of an M4.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Come on.
I don't need a misunderstanding.
Somebody started shooting at us first!
(COUGHING)
JACK: They're good.
Not anymore. Three of us extended.
Oh, my God. They're everywhere.
Four’s a fireteam bro
- Yeah, I know. - (SIGHS)
A Spectre gunship, an ISR drone... American firepower, man.
Chief, I repeat, are we cleared hot to shoot?
but you can't tell the good guys from the bad guys.
Uh, I need your trace report on yellowcake in five minutes.
(TIG SIGHS)
We're getting our heavy weapons. Be back.
When I was young, I was giving myself to something bigger.
Call Benghazi police and see if that's them.
Rone's team is about to enter the front gate.
Use your gun.
Jack, you believe this shit?
I'm so sorry, but we will be in touch.
in a battle over something he doesn't understand,
WHAT A SHIT SHOW
OZ: They're flanking us from Zombieland!
Security is a big concern.
First wave got the job done.
Wait. You called the attackers? You have their phone...
Is that clear?
leave now.
Got to move, got to move.
Buy us a few more hours.
I got Op Center at State in D.C.
(MAN SPEAKING ARABIC ON LOUDSPEAKER)
A bag full of money and flight to Washington.
State. We're under heavy fire! We're on run-flats!
Listen, I think somebody else should drive.
CHIEF: We have some clarity on a couple of issues.
Oz, let's rock.
Be advised,
DAVE: Who is that?
What's the hold-up?
There's our bird! Let's move.
Who the fuck are these guys?
SONA: Amahl!
- Hey, get out of the way! - Back right.
He's traveling with no staff, just a two-man security team.
left the back gate wide fucking open.
Oh, man, it's hot!
Let's count the fucking sand particles on the beach while we're at it.
Let's go. Hold him up.
I'm working on it.
- Hey, the stripper's here! - (CLEARS THROAT)
(EXPLODES)
that's 30 airplanes that don't go down.
FEMALE REPORTER: About 1,500 people gathered
That's it?
OZ: Got 'em.
That's me.
Oh, yeah.
feb 17?
You okay? Looks bad.
(BOTH CONTINUE SPEAKING ARABIC)
- (WOMAN CRYING) - (MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)
We get to go home.
Tanto, Boon, consolidate. Let's get the fuck out of here.
TYRONE: You guys got to draw them in.
Haul ass!
Just hold on.
DELTA: Blue, blue. Going external.
To the right is bad guys. You are going left.
How the fuck does he know who they are? Ask him.
If they're shooting at you, just fucking shoot back!
Ty, follow my voice!
We need some air support.
That drone feed's up.
As long as I'm doing the right thing, God'll take care of me.
(PILOT SPEAKING ARABIC)
Chief, if you want to avoid an international incident,
Come on, come on, come on!
You know the jambo, yeah?
They said the attackers are regrouping, adding reinforcements.
ALEC: Come on, guys!
but our sources are checking every hospital.
He's a good man. But there's a few we got our eyes on, so always stay strapped.
Alan, check the perimeter.
I don't want to hear it, Tyrone.
Let's go.
(HOWLING)
- JACK: What? - Oh, Emily!
They might be going away.
Sorry again.
Yeah, it was supposed to be closed door.
Oz, we got seven Tangos by the pillars.
What up?
He's taking off.
Low fly-by over the city would
Oh, shit!
Find me every airbase in the area that can reach us.
Start making some calls.
OFFICIAL: POTUS is about to be briefed.
TYRONE: Jack! Jack, I can't see!
You're in for a rough ride, Jack.
Voiced it to Tripoli.
Anything goes down, you call us, I send Boon, you're good.
The Ambassador insisted on local drivers,
No?
We're gonna exfil from here in 30 to 40 minutes.
In Iraq, we had Black Hawks to get us out of shit like this.
...maybe 40 Tangos coming through the Charlie-1 gate.
Payback's a bitch And her stripper name is Karma
owned by a wealthy Libyan who got out of town after the revolution
Kai is your second chance.
Jack, that something bigger's gone now.
TIG: This was a private family compound
But your new son?
Come on.
- Scott Wickland. - Tyrone Woods.
- (CAR ENGINE REVVING) - (SHOUTING CONTINUES)
Had to be set up on us days or weeks ago.
KRIS: This guy?
17 Feb. These guys look like fun.
This is Downey's line. Hold on.
...to voice their discontent and anger
a lawn chair wouldn't be bad.
No, we don't know these guys. This is not safe.
Jesus Christ, get your gun out of my face, bro. Fuck!
The guy's trying to rip me off.
Hey. Right here. These dudes.
You good, brother?
(FEMALE NEWS ANCHOR SPEAKING ARABIC)
Don't waste your energy, man. He's gone.
- It's so bad. It's not good. - KRIS: Amahl!
I need a bag full of money and a flight to roblox Hq
I'm so sick of your shit, Tanto.
(BOTH GROANING)
Not here, brother.
Don't get out of the car?
Put pressure on that wound.
TYRONE: Listen up.
that if this bullshit ends up costing American lives,
dawn is when the French and Indians attack.
I know what it's like to be in a place like this,
Guys, I think they're with us. (PANTING)
Oh, yeah.
Amahl, get cover!
Does it seem like everybody knows what's going on around here but us?
All the Gods, All the Heavens, all the Hells Are within You
Please help.
Whoa, whoa, whoa...
SONA: Hurry! Get in the trucks! They could still be coming.
Daddy, we're having a baby!
- Here we go. Here we go. - (COCKING)
MAN: Welcome to McDonald's. CHILDREN: McDonald's!
Thirty yards.
JACK: I didn't think you were coming.