Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- What's going on? - We're fucked!

so fuck you, I'm going to Hollywood.

The wind's up. Let's go!

We took you for a little ride, and you came through.

Say good night, Carjack.

I told you not to try to get this back, didn't I?

but the glamour of Hollywood is still alive,

Come on, hurry up! Let's go!

Where's Cuervo Jones' place?

- Do I bring him back? - Negative.

Now, everybody relax, and he won't die.

- Where is it? - Right over there.

I will use this on you and on the United States.

You no longer have control stick function.

and unless you open your borders,

Within hours of landing all but one was killed.

If I'm being too rough on you, just let me know.

ETA, Florida in 45 minutes.

...Map To The Stars Eddie, and here we go.

She'd punch up her own world and stay in it for days.

Be careful, though. This is Korean Dragon territory.

I will destroy your ability to function permanently.

Six, five, four, three, two, one!

They used to be partners, and they split up.

So where is he?

Get the black box back to the submarine.

You want Cuervo to rule the world?

He shut down the Earth.

and waters will arise

Nobody draws until this hits the ground.

Give us a little credit. We're not that stupid.

Which I will personally authorise once your mission is completed.

no later than 5am.

- We can't find him, Cuervo. - Keep looking!

Where are my guns

Hold it, Mr President.

You were the best. Now you're just like them.

To the American people -

for all people found unfit to live in a new, moral America.

Our technology, our way of life, our entire history.

I can't work with garbage like this.

- I just recognised you, that's all. - That's all?

- A medical team. - Neither of you?

Now, these two...

I didn't make a switch.

You have been found guilty of moral crimes against the USA

I know a place where we could crash...

for now you are going to die.

Welcome to the human race.

Hey, Presidente,

but she missed one image.

Six, five, four...

Go through the mountains toward the Hollywood Bowl.

You can't run away. It's too late.