Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

America is here for you.

Yeah, I know. I'm staying. I've got intel to collect.

You think you can hold things down here for a few more hours?

KRIS: You're not getting away this time!

but I don't think we're getting any gunships.

The only Quick Reaction Force I want is my guys.

No, I'm not gonna do that.

What are you doing, coming out of the bushes like that?

They're digging in now, Rone.

It didn’t make it.

Amahl, tell this guy to calm down.

Who'd expect Americans to be hiding out next to a stank-ass slaughterhouse?

Hey. Hey. They're coming back!

Yeah, come on, put her on the phone.

We need fucking help now!

OZ: All right. I got five more guys right behind them little shepherds.

We need to get out of here.

and brought to the hospital by a crowd of Libyans.

I know you and Tyrone go way back, so I'll be frank.

Good to see you, brother.

(DISTANT EXPLOSION)

How's the real estate business?

I would love to, but that's not our job.

He had a late scout last night and an early buyback this morning.

Pardon the interruption. We need to go.

a fucking pizza it would've been there by now.

You be very specific. You get a Spectre gunship and an ISR Pred.

Start the destruction phase. Plan to evacuate.

Much stronger emotional connection...

Good price. Two. Two, sir. Good price.

We're closing in at about 100 meters.

And the Base Chief is kind of a tool.

- Be here all night. - All right.

- Let's go! Now! - Roger that.

I think we were meant to be together last night.

'Cause I've heard the rah-rah speech about politics and progress

The whole barracks chubbed it.

They are pouring the diesel right by the door.

Payback's A Bitch And Her Stripper Name Is Karma."

The gunship is out of fueling range.

TYRONE: Oz? This is where we make our stand!

We don't know who's good and who's bad.

(LAUGHS) They've gone home for the night.

Rone, what are you seeing?

CHIEF ON RADIO: Are they friendlies? Feb 17?

Silva! You're fucking late! As usual.

Sorry I'm late. I got hung up in the gift shop.

Let's go. Hit it.

educated at Harvard and Yale, doing important work.

You're losing it. You understand how that works?

Gaddafi might've been an evil asshole, but he wasn't stupid.

Contact, front!

Twenty to 40 Tangos, that's a substantial force.

(COUGHING ON RADIO)

- Give me my pistol. - Okay.

We have no jurisdiction in this country.

Call you later to check in. Have a nice day off.

You let them take that consulate,

The more guns there are here,

Maybe he just needs a new hat.

We'll take 25 Happy Meals, please!

(CAMERA CLICKING)

So on our last night, me and a buddy, we stole his beret.

- How'd it go? - He's a rock star.

(OZ YELLING IN PAIN)

And ammo in the TacOps Center just beyond the cantina.

Black Hawk Down, man.

A fucking massive heavy force.

Em, did you thank Mommy? Say thank you?

if you can't do what I need when I need it?

We've got multiple small arms.

Becky, Becky, listen. I'll be home in two weeks. Okay?

I don't know how you survived all that.

Upstairs window.

Maybe I'm not making myself clear.

Mmm-mmm. No, man, no... It's all right.

What do you got? Coffee.

I'm looking at multiple radical insurgents with AK's and a .50-cal technical

JACK: Tanto, blue, blue!

You just fucking blew that meet.

Hey, Oz, I'm in a jam off Fifth Ring.

Chief said it was on the news back home.

We lost the Ambassador.

Fahreed, you can contact us with this phone in the future.

TIG: I forgot the grenade launcher.

You gonna fight the holy war in your shorts?

No, I'm driving!

He is a grand master at catching flies.

Someone from the city council tipped the media.

No weapons observed.

TYRONE: Hey, Jack, this is Sona, she's an American who grew up in France,

A true believer.

TYRONE: We're pushing forward to the front gate.

I called for air support.

TYRONE: Jack, keep talking!

(SIGHS) No. I'm okay.

(SIGHS) What a shitshow.

BECKY: What about the life insurance?

I don't buy it.

Goddamn, you guys! Every time I get close...

KRIS: I feel like I'm in a fucking horror movie.

BOON: No, no, no, no. What are you doing?

And we wouldn't have had a fighting chance in hell to get him out.

At least it'll be quick, brother.

Sir, can you just hang on one more second?

Disneyland? How lucky are you guys?

TYRONE: GRS, I want everybody to hold.

I don't know if I'm feeling lucky or unlucky.

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

We're wheels down, but we got a problem.

Await further instruction.

feb 17?? Jambo, yeah?

- (ENGINE STARTS) - (TIRES SCREECH)

I need a bag full of collared shirts And a flight to Manila

yes berkylzk? kerriannebouncerrockettekerettecoorishkennerly? what do you seem? i seem to want to do hammering and pork loin hamming on ham radios in hammersley.

Insert Joe for Boone

TYRONE: It's loaded.

(MAN SPEAKING ARABIC)

TYRONE: He better have a weapon.

Vcs que são da turma do skete? É nóis mermo mano

No, no. I'm good. It's a flesh wound.

I say we get them airborne, then we can make our decision.

Amahl, on Tig! Let's get these guys out.

Well, why leave security to the professionals, right?

MAN: State has been asked to secure the approval from the host nation.

But I know how the rest of us did.

JACK: Got 'em right behind.

Get out of the way! Get out of the way!

So it hasn't rained since June, it's not gonna rain again until September.

NARRATOR: ...mate for 1.2 seconds and the act is complete.