Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That better have been on somebody's face.
Zeus satellites 2, 3, 5, and 6 are locked on target. France,
You get yourself killed?
PRESIDENT: Those who stand beside us,
- Take him down! (GROANS)
TECHNICIAN: Where's the serum?
But I'm taking heavy fire!
(SOLDIERS SHOUTING IN KOREAN)
You lost, little man?
ZARTAN: Mr Carville was nice enough to mention
.
(ALL YELLING)
MAN: Three, two, one,
(GIRLS LAUGHING)
Abort!
BLIND MASTER: If Cobra and Zartan are in the White House,
to call an attack like that? Four? Five?
General Colton, if I may...
I'm on it.
(GAS HISSES) (CHOKING)
Move! Move!
Hmm?
(GRUNTING)
Let's kick that ass! Hoo-ah!
That nuke cannot have gone far. Once we have it,
(GROANING)
But yesterday I hung out with Bono.
To your Congress, your courts.
How was your trip?
I'll take it from here.
I GREW 8 INCHES
JOE 1: Alpha, Bravo, radio check.
I think you got the wrong street.
DUKE: Returning fire! (LAUGHS)
Hey, Mouse.
(NINJAS YELL)
On three.
I finally asked him why. He said
JAYE: I got a strand of hair from his jacket. I hope it's enough.
Shut your mouth, Brenda.
yet fierce as a tiger.
REPORTER 1: A historic day for
(INDISTINCT CLAMOURING)
Prepare for extraction.
REPORTER 1: The President is back safe in the Oval Office today,
Zartan will be holding the briefcase.
Hey, Mouse, are you ready with that 18-year-old aim?
We are on the move.
Come on.
when not artificially cooled to a crisp 68.
and placed in a maximum security prison.
they want to burn the Constitution.
(SIGHS)
You guys take the perimeter.
DUKE: - I owe you one, Mouse. - Clear!
ALL: Hell, yeah!
Why?
You're out of the band.
Together.
- Sergeant Marvin... - I know who you are.
we spit out to give our brain a chance to catch up
On schedule, Commander. Five minutes to live fire.
I told you I was gonna find the man who did this.
Pluck a single hair from Jinx's head.
Jaye.
Come. Welcome to Einsargen.
drop.
Eight.
"I accept my fate." (MOUTHING)
CHIEF OF STAFF: Hey, hon.
Like a fish not knowing it's in water.
(GASPING)
Merry Christmas.
welcome to the hallowed grounds of Fort Sumter,
showed you kindness.
We have injected both of these men
What?
Easy, easy.
General?
(GASPS)
Where we heading?
History will stand in judgment.
(MEN SHOUTING IN URDU)
Don't you worry about him. He'll be more than ready.
ALL: Hoo-ah!
FLINT: Sit tight! I'm taking a detour!
Gentlemen.
The only one I trust out there is Snake Eyes.