Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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