Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

When? When can they be here?
Glen Doherty. (CHUCKLES) What's up, brother?
Becky's pregnant.
Security bars on the windows.
was inaccurate.
Tig's been here the longest, so he'll get you up to speed on the area.
KRIS: Hey, Chief.
If any one of you gets separated from the group at any time,
- TYRONE: Within me? - Within you.
I'm the Commander of the Libyan Shield.
TYRONE: Amahl, tell this guy to calm the fuck down.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
I just got a text from my cousin, you know, a warning,
The odds were 1,000-to-1, easy.
I'm taking the right side.
Your money.
How do you get them to balance that beach ball on their nose?
Guys, this sucks. Every Ranger knows
All right. Weird shit's starting to happen now.
Libyan guards are positioned in the towers.
(DAVE GROANING)
KRIS: Hey, State, we got this. Lot of acreage out there.
- You 17 Feb? - Yeah.
KRIS: Hit it, Rone.
He is serious.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER CONTINUES)
State, we're coming in! We're on property!
Keyhole tactics overhead for close air support.
Gaddafi's abandoned armories
Get in here, dude.
For what?
is just a ploy to draw people in for the real attack?
(SHOUTING IN ARABIC)
Well, depends on what Mommy thinks. Beck, what do you think?
How bad is that?
Who's this?
What's going on?
(MEN LAUGHING)
None of you have to go.
Including the one talking to you right now.
Jesus Christ, that shit is torched.
(SIGHS)
Well, bring it in from Sigonella.
Tripoli?
Well, shit, come on, let's go.
Bad guy house your tail van got towed to.
Okay, Bob, Bob, listen to me.
Hey, Glen, we've been waiting for three hours.
if we'd gone when we got the call.
CHIEF: Don't bother apologizing. I'll do it.
- Here we go. - (GUN CLATTERS)
I need to know that information now.
Guys, we're a mile down the road.
(SIGHS) Makes you forget you're in Benghazi.
Your head.
Yeah, smile, motherfuckers.
What I really love is the Nile Valley.
Nice meeting you.
Jack Silva, this is our esteemed Chief of Station.
DAVE: We're coming in hot.
...guns at arms bazaars...
PILOT: We've identified the forces that can move to Benghazi.
I don't know.
Oz, Tig, limo. Boon, Tanto, follow.
OZ: Put your head scarf on!
OZ: Hey, we need somebody on Building A eyeballing our visitors.
who now have the opportunity to determine their own destiny
Let's get you up. Stay down.
Tanto, it's like a goddamn block party out here.
No, I need more information than that.
or U.S. installation may be attacked in the next week.
Thank you for coming.
- Another baby? - A baby,
How can I help?
How are you? Very nice to meet you.
JACK: And what are we doing about the oak tree in the front lawn?
outside the American Embassy here in Cairo...
- (STAMMERS) Okay - Sorry.
We are overrun.
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Alan, Chris Stevens. Brit, pleasure.
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any number of scenarios playing out here.
(DAVE SCREAMING)
I'm part of the old crowd, the old Jack.
so I guess normal security regulations don't apply.
Eight to 10 Tangos, front gate.
We don't have any ******* support!
What's the situation out there?
BOON: Roger. OZ: Yeah. I got him.
TYRONE: Chris! JACK: Let's go, let's go, let's go!
- Hi, Daddy! - Hi, Daddy!
You see that?
did all the chanting just stop?
let them come
Hey, where's Silva at?
Huh? (CHUCKLES)
just going back to hide in our covert CIA base.
- Move! - Moving!
Guys, guys, take a look. Meet my new friend.
I want you to go down and protect Building C from the ground.
I'm proud to know Americans like you.
Bob, answer.
We're all responsible for our lives,
Developing is their new tech word for spy shit.
Be advised. Reports that a Western facility
Looks like we're gonna get hit again.
You did good. You should go.
Feb 17 is rolling with us.
He gets his jollies pushing around alphas because he can.
Pardon me. Switch sides.
(SPEAKING ARABIC)
Can't believe he just did that to me.
(GROANING)
OZ: Let's go! Shut the gate!
Jack, Jack. I tried, man.
You're taking the back way to the annex.
Excuse me.
The Ambassador isn't some dilettante political appointee.
Follow me, Vinnie! Watch your six.
Amahl! You're not cleared to go!
KRIS: Hey, guys.
And, look, I get it. I know what you're thinking.
One of them's got something slung. I can't see what it is.
I'm too fucking old to be climbing walls.
They're with us!
Get me to medical.
Hey.
Good night.
saying to leave before it's too late.
Draw them in. They cannot see you.
How we looking?
Saw people taking photos of the compound today,
and leased it to the CIA.
All right, Jack, this is the whiteboard
(GROANING)
All right, what is the problem?
OZ ON RADIO: That guy almost lost his head.
I want to eat those fleshy arms! Come on!
Anyone comes over these walls tonight, we're kicking some ass.
You wouldn't know a good coffee bean from a lump of squirrel shit, country boy.
TYRONE: Hey, guys, keep your IRs pointed up for the gunship
it is very much insulting
Make a left, then another left.
Left! Go left!
Everyone's scared.
50/50 these guys turn on us and end this now.
After ingress, we'll only have 0:45 overhead.
We didn't have the heart for it.
Now, listen, listen. You're trained to do this.
Tanto, we got a situation coming our way.
- KRIS: Amahl! - Yes?
'Cause that's his job, that's not my job.
Don't talk, either.
Amahl!