Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...to pull a rocket scientist at every port.
Invade Primo and find the ejection coordinates for Lieutenant Wade.
You're just not getting it, are you, lieutenant?
Yes, indeedy, and I congratulate you. Calls have been coming in all night.
Look, this is a technical delay, not a national-security crisis.
Head west. I'll cover you.
All right. What do you want me to tell them?
Nine, eight...
Really got whacked tonight, right? Like a hair dryer in a bathtub.
UCAV, your position is always on my starboard side.
...will have this story in less than 24 hours.
Knock it off, wiseass.
- Tim, yeah. - He's been reassigned.
So that is the appeal.
There's no record of Lieutenant Wade returning to the Abraham Lincoln.
From 5000 feet to 2000.
- No, I don't understand. - You don't?
- Permission to speak freely, sir. - Permission denied.
It's okay.
As opposed to being up there.
Come on.
Lieutenant, the best thing for the Navy...
You are one big study break.
Talon 2 to Operator.
You have a beautiful country.
And what do you do? You leave flowers?
Proceed to primary.
She's a poster girl, you know?
You didn't cheat, did you?
Okay, because I was really wondering how you manage...
This ought to do you.
Reasons; Collateral, both at primary...
...seven, six... - I'm punching out.
Why is that?
And then there was Henry.
My neural network shows patterns I do not recognize.
Come on, Control, we have our targets.
One to UCA V, confirm observation status only.
Big deal. I know a guy's BMW, does exactly the same thing.
Six-three seconds to primary and counting.
We're giving you an emergency mission redirect. Repeat.
I want it back in one piece. You understand?
I tried for it not to. Navy's got rules about it...
Well, you're on fire, warplane, and you don't have much time.
I got my orders now, playboy.
...and exercise attack abort authority.
- Marshfield. - Captain, this is Lieutenant Gannon.
I killed all those people.
Diving dead vertical at 2070 knots will increase truncheon velocity.
You're really making me look bad, Tin Man.
Port fuel line ruptured. Fire bottle expended.
Hey! Whoa, whoa. Hey!
- You think it keeps you safe? - Yeah. He's here...
Commence attack.
Primo says he's just firewalled his transponder...
This is 3. Talk to me about that roof.
The country is Myanmar. The city is Rangoon.
- The personal touch. Nice. - Yeah, thanks.
I got your goddamn plane built...
Oh, God. I am coming in fast.
Let me see it, let me see it.
Henry, you're too close. You're too close.
I'll take care of everything here. Change course...
"Learn this, but don't learn that."
Just do what he says.
Operator to squadron.
- I'm here to make it happen, sir. - All right.