Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We are overrun.
Hey.
OZ: Put your head scarf on!
No, I need more information than that.
it is very much insulting
I need to know that information now.
KRIS: Hey, guys.
- Another baby? - A baby,
Guys, we're a mile down the road.
Jesus Christ, that shit is torched.
Your head.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Tanto, it's like a goddamn block party out here.
How can I help?
Yeah, smile, motherfuckers.
OZ ON RADIO: That guy almost lost his head.
When? When can they be here?
Amahl!
outside the American Embassy here in Cairo...
Make a left, then another left.
I'm taking the right side.
Becky's pregnant.
TYRONE: Hey, guys, keep your IRs pointed up for the gunship
Bad guy house your tail van got towed to.
He is serious.
just going back to hide in our covert CIA base.
Hey, where's Silva at?
All right. Weird shit's starting to happen now.
You see that?
let them come
(SIGHS) Makes you forget you're in Benghazi.
Eight to 10 Tangos, front gate.
Well, bring it in from Sigonella.
- You 17 Feb? - Yeah.
We didn't have the heart for it.
Huh? (CHUCKLES)
or U.S. installation may be attacked in the next week.
We don't have any ******* support!
Alan, Chris Stevens. Brit, pleasure.
He gets his jollies pushing around alphas because he can.
Developing is their new tech word for spy shit.
Guys, this sucks. Every Ranger knows
Follow me, Vinnie! Watch your six.
OZ: Hey, we need somebody on Building A eyeballing our visitors.
They're with us!
Don't talk, either.
- TYRONE: Within me? - Within you.
Anyone comes over these walls tonight, we're kicking some ass.
How are you? Very nice to meet you.
so I guess normal security regulations don't apply.
'Cause that's his job, that's not my job.
Pardon me. Switch sides.
After ingress, we'll only have 0:45 overhead.
Nice meeting you.
We're all responsible for our lives,
Tig's been here the longest, so he'll get you up to speed on the area.
All right, Jack, this is the whiteboard
You wouldn't know a good coffee bean from a lump of squirrel shit, country boy.
Can't believe he just did that to me.
All right, what is the problem?
Looks like we're gonna get hit again.
- Hi, Daddy! - Hi, Daddy!
How do you get them to balance that beach ball on their nose?
- KRIS: Amahl! - Yes?
Saw people taking photos of the compound today,
I don't know.
State, we're coming in! We're on property!
KRIS: Hey, Chief.
How bad is that?
OZ: Let's go! Shut the gate!
Glen Doherty. (CHUCKLES) What's up, brother?
I want to eat those fleshy arms! Come on!
Let's get you up. Stay down.
Jack, Jack. I tried, man.
- (STAMMERS) Okay - Sorry.
Bob, answer.
Keyhole tactics overhead for close air support.
Gaddafi's abandoned armories
Libyan guards are positioned in the towers.
did all the chanting just stop?
Get in here, dude.
Who's this?
(INDISTINCT CHATTER CONTINUES)
who now have the opportunity to determine their own destiny
(SIGHS)
and leased it to the CIA.
Good night.
Guys, guys, take a look. Meet my new friend.
(GROANING)
I just got a text from my cousin, you know, a warning,
I'm part of the old crowd, the old Jack.
any number of scenarios playing out here.
You're taking the back way to the annex.
Get me to medical.
I'm proud to know Americans like you.
PILOT: We've identified the forces that can move to Benghazi.
Thank you for coming.
JACK: And what are we doing about the oak tree in the front lawn?
Jack Silva, this is our esteemed Chief of Station.
KRIS: Hit it, Rone.
- Move! - Moving!
The Ambassador isn't some dilettante political appointee.
was inaccurate.
Everyone's scared.
saying to leave before it's too late.
TYRONE: Chris! JACK: Let's go, let's go, let's go!
What's the situation out there?
If any one of you gets separated from the group at any time,
You did good. You should go.
Including the one talking to you right now.
TYRONE: Amahl, tell this guy to calm the fuck down.
And, look, I get it. I know what you're thinking.
Be advised. Reports that a Western facility
What's going on?
Well, depends on what Mommy thinks. Beck, what do you think?
The odds were 1,000-to-1, easy.
CHIEF: Don't bother apologizing. I'll do it.
...guns at arms bazaars...
KRIS: Hey, State, we got this. Lot of acreage out there.
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Your money.
How we looking?
(GROANING)
(MEN LAUGHING)
Left! Go left!
if we'd gone when we got the call.
Okay, Bob, Bob, listen to me.
I'm the Commander of the Libyan Shield.
I want you to go down and protect Building C from the ground.
Amahl! You're not cleared to go!
…
Excuse me.
is just a ploy to draw people in for the real attack?
Tripoli?
Tanto, we got a situation coming our way.
- Here we go. - (GUN CLATTERS)
For what?
50/50 these guys turn on us and end this now.
Security bars on the windows.
I'm too fucking old to be climbing walls.
What I really love is the Nile Valley.
DAVE: We're coming in hot.
Now, listen, listen. You're trained to do this.
(DAVE SCREAMING)
Feb 17 is rolling with us.
Hey, Glen, we've been waiting for three hours.
None of you have to go.
Draw them in. They cannot see you.
(SPEAKING ARABIC)
(SHOUTING IN ARABIC)
Oz, Tig, limo. Boon, Tanto, follow.
One of them's got something slung. I can't see what it is.
Well, shit, come on, let's go.
BOON: Roger. OZ: Yeah. I got him.
(DAVE GROANING)