Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...we jump!
...and collapse its structure.
Listen...
Kaiju.
Do I make myself clear?
.
You ready for this?
...inside my head.
And if I can't get that...
Good.
I mean it. Don't you ever touch me again!
Come sit with us.
...you are a Kaiju.
I'd Look Up The Stars
- Yeah! - Come on, Gipsy!
Yeah, answer the question.
Turn her around!
By Jove, we are going to own this thing for sure!
You copy?
The Jaegers are not the most viable line of defense anymore.
Newton, I know that you're desperate to be right...
That's why I brought you here.
Both plasma...
But the atmosphere wasn't conducive, right?
You did that?
Max, come here!
And it turned out we had...
Category 4 Kaijus...
...and bring the fight to them!
Neural interface Drift initiated.
I hope you approve of my choices.
Two signatures.
Double Bogey
Yeah, he always does, doesn't he?
Tens of thousands...
Gipsy Danger...
He's more my copilot.
And you owe me a Kaiju brain.
HAHAHAHAHAHA
- Both out of alignment. - Both of them?
This is Marshal Hercules Hansen.
Plasma cannon engaged.
Tendo, I can't pilot Striker on my own, now, can I?
Loccent, all ports sealed. Ready to submerge.
Can you read his pulse? Does he have a pulse?
Stay on the miracle mile.
I was in her memories. I saw everything.
...will take possession.
You know what I'm thinking.
You, keep talking.
...personally.
Max! Come here!
Mako.
Years before...
Torque locked.
Pięć...
Just get to the point.
...one.
...I need you to protect me.
...and he gets all wound up.
- Good morning. - Morning.
Pilots on board and ready to connect.
Manual activation required.
Hopefully we can argue about any mistakes you made...
...four...
Sir, there's still a civilian vessel in the Gulf...
Oh, God, I was right.
Chuck Hansen, one of the pilots...
Please.
What have you been doing for five years? Something pretty important, I reckon.
Raleigh, this is Hercules Hansen, an old friend from the Mark 1 glory days.
Now!
100-feet radius...
You need to watch your tone, Mr. Hansen.
You don't need to.
No time to grieve.
- ...what the hell is going on? - Job's done, sir.
...out of alignment.
Assembled in Changzhou. Full titanium core, no alloys.
It's also about a physical compatibility.
...you make decisions.
...but the last time I jockeyed was in Tokyo.
Oh, come on!
...can it be getting closer?
They usually die as soon as the Kaiju falls!
I've spent the last six months activating everything I can get my hands on.
Move, you fascist! Blowing up the Breach, it's not gonna work!
Her connection's way too strong!
Yep. They're in and out in a matter of hours.
So I couldn't tell you. Even if I wanted to.
What can we do, sir?
Conn Pod door lock secure.
...rather die?
...you don't want to.
The Kaiju, an enormous Category 4...
You just hold back your little girlfriend.
What do you say? Fifth notch on the belt?
Gipsy, coming up...
Grab the boat and get out of there now!
- Vent the coolant on the left flank! - Coolant venting.
Now we have a choice here. We either sit and wait...
I didn't know it was this bad.