Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Way to go, toothless old lady.
Boroka handiak, boroka boss.
[chanting] Teko! Besta! Teko! Besta!
Hmm. Well, that doesn't do us much good.
Charmed, I'm sure. So they're not cannibals?
- It's a cognate. - Noah?
- MALORY: Sterling! - What are you doing, running around?
FUCHS: Well, then what are you waiting for?
- [chuckles] Well, not totally, but... - No, and stop that.
Agent Fuchs Der Abwehr hier.
Well, did you bring enough for everyone?
Ich muss mit deinem Kapitän sprechen.
Oh, please. What do you think we're doing here?
- Chief, it's working. - Mmm.
and they were gonna leave you in the quicksand while they looked for it.
Hey, can you please tell him to move?
Chief, my lying and scheming mother.
what's that big, crazy, man-killing bastard?
- Wait, what are Sturmtruppen? - It means "storm troopers."
You're just going to have to start slathering tanning oil
But if my almost totally nonexistent understanding
B: they're not gonna get the reference, and...
It means... goddess.
Noah, shut up... then I'm pretty sure we can expect