Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Wait!
WARDEN: Come on.
COBRA COMMANDER: Zeus is ready.
One whole weekend,
step!
So you killed the Pakistani president.
I'm taking rounds back here.
for anyone with anger management issues.
MALE REPORTER: (ON TV) Violence continues across Pakistan
My cholesterol's a little high.
Nine.
I'll take two cases of Thin Mints and a box of Chuckle Lucks.
Snake Eyes.
The little wifey-pooh? (GASPS) Huh?
COBRA COMMANDER: Someone took his time.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Launch.
On my first drop I popped a live round into my mouth.
The same person never does this differently,
- Brenda's with my team. - Roger that.
Zeus satellite 1-A approaching London.
ROADBLOCK: - Free hand. - You got it, boss.
Three Joes somehow survived our little house cleaning.
He's not a good poker player.
No, not stars. Buttons on his suit.
You are our leader now.
(PANTING)
I never questioned...
it's time to prove that you are ready to join the G.I. Joes.
How's anybody gonna know we're alive?
(SCREAMING IN REAL LIFE)
but the conflagration we seek to avoid.
(LAUGHS)
rebuilding has begun around the world.
Huh?
Well, the good news is, no global warming summit next month.
A rod touches down eight times faster than a bullet.
ROADBLOCK: Level 2 secure. Moving to level 3.
(GRUNTING)
I will shoot him in the head. Do you understand me?
nuclear disarmament.
filled with a tungsten rod.
(ALL LAUGHING)
How's your heart rate? (LAUGHS)
Open your eyes, Mr Ex-President.
(MEN TALKING IN DISTINCTLY)
Jinx.
(GRUNTS)
Targets acquired. Ordnance live and loading.
Tangos down!
- It's been a pleasure. (LAUGHS) - Thank you.
There's a poker game with the Chief of Staff there.
You're gonna have to come through me.
(PANTING)
Cobra Commander.
I'm not going to be the man who waited and saw.
JAYE: Duke, come in.
Cobra Commander's bugging out.
We're going home.
FLINT: Okay, wait. Hold on a second.
Firefly. Good to see you, old friend.
(DOOR OPENING)
"Soda" became "pop."
Open up.
(GRUNTING)
Leave the tanks to me.
I enlisted the next day.
presiding over a ceremony honouring the G. I. Joes.
- Delicious. - Attaboy.
The Cobras who protect us today
All we've been missing is our Commander.
But we have to at least try. I mean, there might be...
(PLANE APPROACHING)
t
abandoned their duty
PILOT: Star One Flight commander separating for drop.
DUKE: Weapons secured!
they're aware of everything that's going on around them.
Gentlemen.
JOE 2: To your weapons! Let's go!
ROADBLOCK: I need you! I need you now!
Two.
- Check! - Drive it like you stole it!
REPORTER 2: This afternoon, the President is meeting with the leaders
FIREFLY: Well done. (CHUCKLES)
I think I'm faster than you, Snake Eyes.
What if the President
Anything!
He who controls this briefcase,
Man, don't call me that name.
India, Israel, China.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
I've got guns to clean.
Now, I was prepared to cajole to get what I want.
How long till drop?
JOE 1: Delta team in position. Echo, you're a go.
Only minor injuries to report, sir.
FLINT: Copy that.
Almost calls for a Snuggie.
- How you doing, sir? - Good.
"Whatever deity may guide my life,"
We secure the football, we secure the world.
(LAUGHS) I'm yanking your chain.
ROADBLOCK: Ready and step.
I need your help.
JOE 3: Help me!
When did we get these?
Unless
- Boots to asses. - Yes, sir.