Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yes, that's Zamperini overtaking Norway's Rolf Hansen.
I leave Omori tomorrow.
Damn flak.
Everybody brace.
First, she makes the dough out of very fine flour.
Harder!
Gotta feather it.
The Baron's been beaten, Tinker.
nobody make a gnocci like her
On three. Two. Three.
Next!
American like you.
Yes, I do.
Hit me!
This is just like sitting in a living room trying to fly the house.
Come on!
Go on.
Not one bit.
It is necessary to have respect.
Pillsbury?
We've invaded the Marshall Islands.
Yeah.
Oh, boy!
Oh, God.
Colonel would like to know location of radar in E-class, B-24.
Next!
Okay.
4:12. Getting close.
You and your greasy wop family.
Gear is down.
Come on, Louie.
So you think there's some kind of a grand plan?
Now these things,
Gehringer.
You must live through the night.
Prisoners of Naoetsu...
Hey!
In the spirit of the new future of our Great Nations,
Little lemon,
Are you all right?
Our father, which art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.
You will. All right? You think about home. Okay?
This is how the Japanese eat fish.
What are you doing, wop?
Look me in the eye.
You know it.
- Zamp? - Yeah, yeah?
Stay down. Dumb Dago.
Roger.
Maybe, Mac.
Hair, hair, hair!
Officer.
You are?
Phil?
We cannot have disease in the barracks.
Tinker, you're up top.