Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[man, on TV] But rather than pay a fair price
I do. Hang on.
[Esso] She's not gonna leave.
- Where are you going? - I have to go. I have to help.
[Halsey] So, what's the problem?
Those other colonies are going to run from the UNSC
You in or out?
Halsey's always been single-minded.
What? What's true?
Come on! Come on!
and the UNSC will come at us with everything they've got.
Unclear as to its nature.
[sighs]
Nothing, it's just a neurochemical glitch
- That's not entirely fair. - Please don't. Don't defend her.
You mean Spartans?
It's funny, I...
I think he's having memories.
Seal the pipes! Get your weapons!
For the moment, they're just visions.
[in English] Do your job!
in the alien attack on Madrigal.
[Klaxon blares]
[indistinct shouts]
- [[blades retract] - [creature snarls]
Yes, ma'am.
[technician] Oxygen levels are returning to normal.
"Nothing personal" isn't a great excuse
Tell me what?
there's another difference between Spartans and marines.
Despite their differences,
Spread out!
We saved one.
- Better part of a day. - Okay.
[door slides closed]
No! No!
It's nothing personal.
[all shouting]
No, of course not.
I need more than an escort, Captain.
[panting]
[Kwan yelps]
[indistinct shouts]
[Professor] Ah, but, Djanka,
John is not going to fire on us.