Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Tell him you'll call back.
That the enemy can manipulate time.
Get in line before I bust your hole with my boot heel!
Your dinner was canceled.
- Those sure... - These sure ain't officer's...
...a large surge of energy was detected in Paris.
- If we stay here, we die. - Yeah?
Let me see.
It's about time we showed those things what we're made of.
He says your name ain't really Ford.
- Where you from? - Cranbury, New Jersey.
Private Cage is under the delusion he does not belong here.
- ...in the barracks? - You dislike it.
It's in Paris.
Not a fan of talking. No.
Oi, mate! I think there's something wrong with your suit.
I mean, this thing's in my blood.
I'm Bill Cage. You're Dr. Carter.
So this is all just some...
Compliments of Private Cage.
Aah! Aah!
Stop!
Right. Well, first of all...
Operation Downfall is going to be the largest mechanized invasion in history.
We all meet in the middle...
These pictures are just in...
Hold up there, sergeant.
All they need is for the dominant life form to attack and:
- You're wasting time! - Rita, if you start that engine, you die.
You have to think of this as a single organism.
Why follow him into combat?
No matter what we do...
I didn't mind the extra push-ups.
Thank you, Sergeant Farell.
I can't reset the day anymore.
General, this isn't the first time we've had this conversation.
Oi, mate!
Stop right there!
I mean, there can't be...
One minute to drop!
The best-case scenario is you're gonna end up in a psych ward.
The entire UDF, invading from France, the Mediterranean, Scandinavia...
Private Cage is a deserter.
I thought stepping left, ducking... Just for the record.
- I gotta be free, man. - All right, man.
Aren't you forgetting something?
Listen, I've never been in one of these.
Our troops have suffered heavy casualties.
Go, brother. You gotta go, man.
We gotta go!
Last time I was in combat...
It attacks when you start the engine.
Thank God, we made it!
I was in ROTC in college.
- Who's this guy? - He's me...
Hey!
Can I help you, sir?
- Just listen. - Farell almost strung us up...
...eight...
Hold! Hold!
...a "mechanic with psychiatric delusions."
We don't even know where we're going.
Peyton.
We have to kill the Omega...
Stick it in your leg. Do it!
Left flank, march!
Through readiness and discipline, we are masters of our fate.
- You should try this on him. - What is that?