Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Can you give me some time? I'm having trouble with the third vertical.
17 seconds...
Why don't you go inside and have a wee look?
Yeah. Well, I didn't.
She's our memory.
Ooh!
I mean you would, wouldn't you?
Here.
Get in there! Get in!
It's easy to square your shoulders and bear it when you don't have kids.
"I have only one itchin' desire "
That's right.
Yeah, if it goes to the street, that's what we take.
We ran a 30-mile grid in every direction - nothing.
Why don't you want to go?
Ha. I mean, sure, yeah.
We're alive!
No!
Copy that.
What are you doing here, Quinn?
Half the stuff's not ripe. You pick it now, it won't germinate.
He just wants the damn ash off that field.
What do you think?
Well, here's to evolution.
Good Christ.
Quinn...
Ahhhhhh!
- How? - We're gonna split up.
Jared...
We need shelter and a place to refit artillery.
- Piscatella, do you read me? - Van Zan.
500 gallons per minute hits the walls.
You want to know anything, you ask Van Zan.
Maybe you're the Dalton boys.
I'm fine.
What are you doing here?
It's a month of mist.
That's right.
Copy that!
Go! Go!
He doesn't feel things.
Woman: 5...4...3... - waiting to start their cycle anew.
Just keep 'em talking.
My mother was working on a railway tunnel - project engineer.
a perfectly good explanation for this,
I'm not losing these, Quinn,
It's unsafe conditions!
Ride her right down my throat. Do you read me?
All right, Quinn.
We will.
Not men, dragons.
and I know it from the bottom up.
No, you're not.
Get in!
They're starving now,
Hurts like hell, but it kills anything.
Man: All right, lads, this isn't a drill!
Come on, big boy!
Jefferson, you and I are the gunners.
You got kids, man.
That's a big tank.
This time I was thinking I got rid of you for sure.
Could be on the moon, Denton.
There's an underground passage -
Man: ...I shall always walk.
- I've got to go.
Good night.
Ex cuse me.
There was nowhere to run.
- Get out of my way, Quinn. - Ahhhhhhh!