Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, whatever, bro.
Get back! Come on!
No. "Safe" isn't in my vocabulary.
SS'S TAKE CARE OF THEIR OWN
Pandora's Box?
I don't believe in good guys.
Bye-bye.
biometrics of all the superpowers in the world,
Junior, let's bounce!
a world without me in it.
You know, studies have proven that
You fight me with a book?
What a wonderful world
in this senseless act of violence.
Whoa.
Darius Stone.
Move in, move in! Show me your hands!
What about you?
I don't know, maybe I feel
Hands! Hands!
and we're still scared of shoe and tighty-whitey bombs at the airport.
- Thank you, Becky. - Of course.
Oh, yeah
Hell of a friend.
When Jesus washed
Keep talking shit, RAIN MAN
When Jesus washed
Hello everybody lets go home
I'm showing activity in Pandora's Box. I can jam the signal,
to circumnavigate the globe three times without ever landing.
Your ghosts are hanging out in the Philippines.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
It's just never a good idea to point a gun at me.
You know me. Wind me up,
Who has that kind of power to actually set that in motion?
we the people,
They traded liberty for safety. And us,
I love that song.
Now, this is a team I can work with.
Hey. I told you you got no manners.
This ain't a party. This is a race.
Ahh!
But it makes the catching a hell of a lot more fun.
Pandora's Box needs to keep reconnecting itself
there's enough force in these bad boys
Then Lieutenant Leningrad, who thinks he's got your back.
I have a plan.
I don't understand. If I destroyed Pandora's Box,
Xander, do you copy?
Think you're the only one who knows how to play dead?
your own transportation to the island.
to probably punch a hole through the fricking plane.
normally armed like they're invading Fallujah?
On the floor!
Let me guess. Everyone's jumping at the chance
Of course, Xander Cage can't pay the satellite company,
Stop, stop, stop, stop!
we make our move.
Oh, yeah? What math?
Gibbons! Gibbons?
Guys, I can only jam the signal for so long
Tennyson! Some back-up would be nice.
You forgot the queen.
Roll it back.
Oh, shit. He's Triple-X.
I hope you got that on camera!
X takes care of its own.
It's their right.
Master says, "Fetch," and the bitch listens.
Come on out, Frankenstein!
Shit. He's trying to reconnect it.
A ghost hunter.
Adele, Xander's in. Find the target, light him up.
Oh, shit. Way too many. Let's get out of here.
Hey, here comes the Red Bull freak show.
I used to think you were the man.
You can check your coat.