Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I wanna go through like the rest of the guys! - I said shut your fucking hole!
You are in a cage. Right here, right now.
- Is that clear? - Yes, Command Master Chief!
You need to learn the fine art of detachment, Lieutenant.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah. I'm all right. I'm all right.
If women measure up to the men, they've got the job. That's what's on the table.
Sergeant Cortez,
I think you've resented me from the start, sir.
I'm deeply disturbed by this report, Mr. Hayes.
San Diego. Follow my finger.
Fuck!
Aaaah! Stop! I'm hurt! I'm hurt!
Attention!
Bust 'em!
It lets you know you're not dead yet!
Hey, guys.
Take a look on the right.
I say again: Hostile activity, mined area.
or otherwise unbecoming manner,
Still having a hard time making decisions?
to secure swim gear and down chow!
I hate askin', but I don't want this thing blowin' up in our faces...
Slovnik, take us to 2-1-0. Cortez, move out.
In Tennessee, the board recommends closing Fort Meyers...
I will run your butt all the way to the beach!
I got the next game!
Can I ask what you got it for?
Coxswain, hard a-port!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, Mr. Hayes.
This is Team Leader to Team Fuck-up. Knock the grab-ass off.
- You just moved in a little too early.
You see this?
Well, however slow, however painful, I think they're coming around.
No, Slov, not...
Copy las cegas
to Keyhole-5 at the following coordinates.
I'll be sure to pass your request along to my chain of command.
Try to get as much air on those abrasions on your back as you can.
Come on, somebody ring that bell for me, please!
- Ready for round two? - Hoo-yah, Master Chief.
Tango-Niner out.
You know, O'Neil, I like you better when you drink.
Wait till the new bird comes into L.O.S.
Scorpion Leader, Scorpion Leader.
Aye-aye, Master Chief.
and you're not required to respond even if asked.
Bing, bang, it's over, and we're popular.
Bear crawl, goddamn it! What the hell's wrong with you, shithead?
Normally, that's not a cause for such concern,
Are you hurt, or are you injured?
Do you want to see me finish?
Get 'em up high! Move your asses!
the drift of the continents,
I did it, y'all!
Target ahead. Belay my last.
Trimming some fat... ...off the constitution!
Scorpion's mission goes down.
so that I can deal with it immediately.
What about those two areas inland? That's closer to their position.
Well, he was talking English and they was talkin' Arabic. So, you know.
- You have no proof! - Accusations seem to be enough.
and bark at your commanding officer?
Lieutenant O'Neil requests to speak to the Master Chief.
You're too fuckin' ugly to be an fuckin' officer.
Thanks a lot.
Don't I look like Hank McCoy from X-Men ?
Watch this.
Anybody else?
Last week, five bases in Texas were on the chopping block. This week, none.
I'm deeply concerned over the Navy's seemingly incontrovertible attitude...
and the more everybody fucks with me, the more I wanna gut it out.
I'll be goddamned if I'm gonna watch Hayes pull flowers out of his ass...
Suppose this lady's getting friendly with the press?
Hoo-hah!
would we?
What? You got a problem with this, Max?
Cortez, Slov, you take my left flank.
I don't know, Wick. Shit.
They're humping 'em out now as we speak.
Green eggs and ham.
- Bravo Six. - Go to sea level.
And don't you think that I will stand idly by...
Take your leave, Commander.
You have volunteered for the most intensive military training...
which put you under the wire.
Yet anyone with tits can't be on a sub, can't be a SEAL, and don't even think...