Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm going to my quarters!
Time for a spanking.
The shape it's in, two and a half hours minimum.
Hey, Hershe, how you doin'?
Don't tell me you didn't enjoy this just a little bit.
Wait? For how long? He's probably dead.
What's it do?
Oh, I forgot. You don't give a shit.
Who are you?
Give me that gun!
Which one of you assholes gets to die trying to stick me?
That brings all the satellites on line.
you lose, they win.
To the President, my father...
Easy, Snake. I see him, too. We're OK. Come on.
100 bucks says you can't put three blades into him.
- Come on, Snake. - Swear to God, Eddie.
I can do nothing with this one. Wheel it away.
Suddenly they made it a crime.
I'll give you a deal. 50,000 bucks. That's a real bargain!
That looks like Snake Plissken.
Thought you'd try that, hotshot. The first clip is loaded with blanks.
Looks like it belongs to Utopia's lover-boy now.
Yeah. We want it back.
If you elect this option,
Hold on, honey...
at Firebase Seven, the deportation centre for Los Angeles island.
The mission's scrubbed, Commander.
In the late 20th century,
Head for the tree line and disappear.
Her emergency escape pod landed somewhere in LA.
Irritated with me? Cuervo, I'm taking care of you, understand?
Wait, Mr President. Be patient.
It's just an aftershock. We get them all the time.
My boyfriend and I broke up tonight, so...
Nice and easy now.
You got a smoke?
Acid rain.
- It's so good to see you. - Where is Plissken?!
The President's daughter, Utopia, was among them.
An earthquake measuring 9.6 on the Richter scale
He sees our aircraft, he pushes that button... kaboom!
Shut-down, two minutes, 27 seconds.
Get the girl and the box, and get out.
Whoa!
Yes, I know.
Get ready to jump.
Maybe.
Snake Plissken, right here in the flesh.
Malloy.
Your gun.
The Cubans and Brazilians will invade Miami.
He's targeting Lynchburg. That'll shut down the capital.
No!
Shame he only has one.