Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- TAKASHI: Joe, seal the door! Now! - Oh, my God.

Two weeks ago...

- CAPTAIN: Yes, sir. - MAN: Yes, sir.

And I wanna talk to somebody in charge, not you. No, not you.

We thank you for the time and service that you have given us together.

Must be something we're not thinking of.

[VEHICLE APPROACHES]

This boy's been separated from his parents.

Smoo Smoo Smoo Smoo Smoo smooo

DRIVER: Move! Move!

- You all right? How's Sam? - I've been calling you everywhere.

- ELLE: Daddy's home. - Cake every night.

[ENGINE STARTS]

I have to go back...

- You all right? - Yeah.

Your mom's gonna stay and help.

What are you doing?

A god, for all intents and purposes.

MAN: Watch the swinging!

Best guess right now is about 40 miners went down with it.

[CROWD CHEERING]

MAN: And kill them...

So he places a couple frequency monitors on buoys for me.

- Check the cage. - MAN 2: Trying the backup generators.

Help me turn it off, man.

Take us offline.

Wow! It's a monster.

We lost track of a nuclear Akula 50 nautical miles northwest of Hawaii.

We can't tell how wide it is.

FORD: Master sergeant.

Fill this out. Be with you...

The hatchling burrowed straight for the nearest source of radiation...

when you say that what happened 15 years ago...

Not an earthquake, it wasn't a typhoon. Okay? So stop...

I don't even have a picture of her.

JERRY: This one looks broken.

[MUTO GROWLING]

What's the word?

GRAHAM: That's who he's been talking to.

Glad to find you. I've been briefed...

We're not gonna stop the buses here.

Laura, thank God.

Get the bomb to the pier, onto a boat...

[MEN SPEAKING IN JAPANESE]

FORD: Daddy's home.

MAN: Sam Brody was checked into the Oakland Coliseum shelter an hour ago. He is safe.

MAN 2: No swing!

Daddy's gonna be okay.

It's stopping them.

- all detonated by remote control. - The MUTOs knock out...

MAN: This way! Keep them moving!

FORD: I can't open it. Look, don't worry. Just wait there.

Please don't, if you don't mind. I have everything the way I like it.

- I should get that. No, it could be work. - Mm-mm.

[MUTO SHRIEKING]

- Dad? - MAN: Radial pulse is weaker. Barely feel it.

Joe, are you there?

You can't be serious. They feed on radiation.

When they first discovered this pocket, the radiation levels were only half as strong.

[ALARM BLARING]

And it is gonna send us back to the Stone Age.

No. Takashi, just listen to me for a second.

WOMAN: Stay right here.

that this isn't a fantasy, that I'm not what you think I am.

It's almost 300 feet.

he's here to restore balance.

MAN: Careful! Careful.

FORD: Whoa. Oh, my God.

WOMAN: ...kids in the car.

I didn't listen.

[WOMAN SPEAKING IN JAPANESE OVER PA]

What are we gonna do?

JOE: Keep the doors open. My wife is still in there!

If the MUTOs have spawned...

I hear some people. Come on!

WOMAN: Oh, my God. Is it possible?

An analog timer has been installed. The MUTOs are frying electronics within a five-mile bubble.

- A monster. - SERIZAWA: Fifteen years ago...

for an Akula in the jungle?

Eight-fifteen in the morning.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

Time to hit the rack.

- it awakened something. - GRAHAM: The Americans...