Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She ain't fuckin' dumb, all right?
This is what I'm thinking about, doc.
Now get your ass up, C'mon.
Take cover!
Hold it.
Shit.
Eldridge, c'mon, man. C'mon
bits of hair.
U.S.A. friendlies coming through.
- No, come on. My dick, man. - Go.
Here, man. Have a hit.
- What's he doing? - I don't know.
Hi.
It's interesting.
- Look... - No tax?
Twenty meters to the right of the building.
Cancel the det. Cancel the det.
Hang on.
That's what happens when you shoot someone, you motherfucker.
I guess I don't think about it.
Oh, it's a pretty standard mission.
Fuck.
You'd have to write the report.
There's enough bang in there to send us all to Jesus.
Where are you from? Where are you from?
Craving a burger; is that strange?
I'll handle it.
It's on the dead man.
Give us a second to confirm.
You got... you got a girl? What do you got?
James, do you copy?
Slowly. Slowly.
It's just we don't got enough time, Sanborn.
Now listen, you're gonna get back.
- Get down now! - I can help him.
This is my home.
I think we're done.
Not to insult your intelligence, sir,
Watch your feet.
That's right.
You all right?
Go on. Do it.
It's cool? It's gangster.
Get out of here. You shouldn't smoke.
Let me know what you got, Eldridge.
Eight-hundred and seventy-three.
We'll be rich.
Sergeant Sanborn is asking if you'll please put your headset back on.
I know. It's okay. You're all right. You're all right.
And what about this one?
- Everybody get back! - Go, go!
Here's Thompson. He's dead. He's alive.
Fuck him! Come on. Let's go.
Should I fire?
It's all our shit.
Look inside. Take all the go-bags, Jimmy.
Yeah. I got it. I got it.
Yeah, we're taking incoming fire.
What do you got?
I'll handle it.
Well, that's just hot shit.
I didn't, sergeant. Let's go.
You are a guest. Please, sit down.
He'd be obliterated to nothing.
I was in intelligence seven years before I joined EOD.
Yeah, but they don't do anything.
Victory Main. Victory Main. this is Blaster Mike.
One fifty.
- Man. - I'll be right back, I gotta piss.
Who is that?
Fuck, he's dead.
Hey, I'm sorry to hear about Thompson.
Jesus.
C'mon. He's right. Let's go. C'mon.
Hey, how's it looking in there, soldier?
Move.
Dammit.
Here's Thompson, okay. He's dead. He's alive.
- Yeah? - Yeah, I think so.
I just gotta... I gotta get these bolts off.
Got a lot of deck cord, electrical.
Let me see it.
- Ready, move. - Wait, rally point when?
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Well, I think you hit me harder than I hit you
Yeah? Putting the stones in to move.
I'm just going to set it up and bip it.
James, the evac is complete. We can leave.
Owen.
Roger that.
Son of a bitch.
Firing now.
Steps. C'mon.
Victory sounds better.
What's our time?