Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's not in the door.

- Will seemed sure. That was weird. - Very weird.

Three meters higher.

- Got it? - Yeah.

And by the time you get to my age maybe it's only one or two things.

Hallo, thank you.

Sergeant James is gonna see what the deal is,

My only problem is the girl I do like.

JT Sanborn, my man.

Hey, James, you think I got what it takes to put on the suit?

- I'm out of ammo. - Hmm?

- Where is it? - It's behind the wall.

What's with the smoke on the side of the road?

Okay, I need your radio.

Yeah. No wire leads under... the car. It's all in here somewhere.

All right, lay down. All right. Get some rest.

All right, I got ya. Good job, dude.

You love playing with all your stuffed animals.

We're never going to find a body in that shit.

We need more linens

- Eldridge, you okay? - Fuck, dude. I'm hit.

I appreciate what you're saying, I do.

- What the hell is he doing? - I don't know what the fuck he's doing.

You know there are guys watching us right now.

to hold something in your hand that could have killed anyone.

We're on the same fucking side, guys.

- What's up? - You know this guy?

I know this kid.

- So, how you doing? - Good.

Shrapnel zings by, slices my throat.

Specialist, what do we got?

Be careful. The gun can go off.

Recibido, cambio y corto!

Hey. Chris can you hear me?

She's still living in the house. And she says we're still together,

Shit. James! James, come back now.

Eight hundred! And seventy-three.

We ran missions in every shithole that you could possibly imagine.

- So, you're a ranger, huh? - Yeah.

You making friends again, Sanborn?

All right. Wagon's set up. Bot moves.

- Sorry, Owen. - Fuck you, Will.

Listen to me. If I score, I'm going to keep your ball.

is going to shoot straight up in a beautiful umbrella pattern.

What's going on?

Chris is shooting wild. Gotta conserve the ammo.

Uh, components.

- Get out of the car! - Come on!

You think it's that little Beckham?

- Counting today, sir, yes. - That's gotta be a record.

Ah, here we go.

Let me see if I have enough money, yeah. Five.

Like I said, stuff that almost killed me.

- Hey. - What's up, man?

You know they need more bomb techs.

Hey, James, how you doing?

Little specs of hair, charred on the inside.

Roger. Just blow it.

said he had a bomb strapped to him.

- Keep your eyes out on these. - Yeah.

All right, buddy. You ready to get up? On three, ready? One, two, three.

You don't say no to me, Sanborn. I say no to you.

We've got to get out of here now!

Well, he's a security risk. We should get rid of him.

Hey. James, can you hear me?

We're going to need to split up, flush 'em out.

Yeah, I got it.

I'm just... I'm just going to do my best.

I need my kit and my cans.

You want me to go close to it?