Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Gambit looks like he knows his way round a pair of--

- Oh, really? - Yes, really.

You're agent in command. Shut up, brief Corelli...

Why are you going "ha"? I don't know. What are we doing?

...maybe you should get some tapes on German, French, Italian and Romansh.

I think we can handle a few court jesters with, whatever, halberds.

Why aren't they on horseback? Because why would they be?

And my point was-- Fine.

Actually, that was pretty good, for you, at least.

Hey. Whoa, not cool, Payne Stewart.

You know how the whole "the good news is" thing works, right?

--The pope could drive better than you. No, no.

Still talking about indulgences.

Dio mio, he look just like me. Yes, Your Holiness, he's a decoy.

I'm not scared of priests or nuns or-- Bishops?

Ah! Or that. Shit.

Bloody hell. What are we doing here?

To the Vatican? You think all those Catholic priests wouldn't peg him...

So if you don't mind hopping out of those pope-jamas--

Archer. You think he's a dick here? On a mission, he's 10 times worse.

And you may need an umbrella because it's gonna be raining dead-ass popes.

...with night vision goggles and literally pisses himself.

Seriously, eat. You're like a slow loris.

We absolutely do not call it the old switcheroo.

Then you are not gonna like my Romansh.