Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Roger.
Kill that fuckin' asshole.
You speak English now. Don't you?
What's up?
How you doing, buddy?
Well, it's not in the back seat.
We're done.
Go, go, go.
Hallo.
Radios off.
Get up there.
Rock and roll. Moving out.
This is a joke. He's trying to pull us closer.
Got him.
Can I touch my fucking head now?
Go get 'em.
No?
You're an EOD, boomala, boomala.
I forgot,
He threw it at someone.
- I don't know. - You don't know.
That's my son.
- Glad you came. - See ya. All right.
- Girls on dog? - Gay sex, man?
Praise Allah allahhh ye allah!
I like that, Crabgass. St. Augustine, man.
- How? - Spit and rub.
He says he has a family.
- Let's go this way. - Fuck.
Fuck off.
You don't like waiting around this beautiful neighborhood?
You gotta get down here in two minutes or we're all fucked.
but if the shit hits the fan, please don't fire out the Humvee.
They abandoned their vehicle.
We gonna start our grass business?
Little kid. Beckham is his name. He sells... sells DVDs.
They're in Haji gear.
This one, y'all, is from our first call together.
Where'd you say you were again?
- Appreciate it. - All right.
Hello?
Fucker
A really good bad guy hides out in the dark, right?
Hey, Sanborn,
But you realize every time you suit up,
Eldridge, you stay with me.
Use your camel. Use your camel. Where is it?
Not on the floors.
Another two inches.
How do you feel about that? I'm just kidding.
On three.
On the ridge of that house
Move. Move.
Move!
but you need to come out from behind the wire, see what we do.
- No. Sanborn, don't come up here. - Got it!
Roger that. I'll be there in 30 seconds.
Hey, we gotta find Cambridge, Doc!
Blaster One! What are you doing?
Hang on.
I got three. Rally point at your intersection.
That's gotta hurt.
- Twelve o'clock I see an SUV. - Roger that.
Suicide bomber.
We got an empty Humvee over here, James.
Yeah, I think he removed his headset.
- I'm good. - Good.
Oh!
to insurgents, telling them where to drop mortars?
Owen, get this guy a drink. C'mon.
- Gun. - Like I said.
Now.
Ipsura, ipsura, Go, go!
You're all right, Sanborn.
Let's see what you got here. Will.
They alleyways are probably set up on a grid.
it's 500,000 dead or alive.
Make him put it down! Go get it!
Well, you're going to have plenty of time for that, amigo.
How's a fuckin' tank supposed to stop that?
Thanks.
The Big Apple.
Anybody even looks at you funny we're dead.
Uh... that's a negative.
Leads fucking nowhere.
It must be coming from that building.
She's just loyal. That's all. How 'bout you guys?