Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It would come back as many times as it takes.
Break it up. Go back to work. Come on. Come on, get out of here.
Here goes the pension.
- I don't know anything about Jack's busi-- - Will you stop it? Just stop it, get a grip.
Shit, Max, he already owns most of the guys we work with.
Drop the guns now.
"Time travel," someone says. Gets a big laugh.
It's me. Look, it's Max.
I authorize the missions. I make the assignments. This one's yours.
So now you're gonna fuck with time.
Wanna talk about the state of the American economy?
- McComb? - Who else?
- Tell me what you want. - I wanna go home.
...four, three, two, one, zero.
This isn't working for me. I can't keep paying for this.
Captain Lyle Atwood, you are charged with violations...
She looks just like the Vollmers.
Mine's still in Colorado. You know, my dad, when he started reading about time travel...
We're shut down. Take a look around, we're history.
My name's Fielding. I'm with Internal Affairs.
It'll be a pleasure to show you around.
Definitely gotta be in the mood to do this.
You're allowed to have a life. I read it in a manual someplace.
We have a difference of opinion. The chip is the future of this company.
Victorian Villa Deluxe Birdhouse.
...and sold out just before the company got the patent on that chip.
What do you mean? You called. You left a message with the senate operator.
Don't go down.
Assault, attempted murder, making a mess.
Max.
Shit. Go over your dispatch notes and check with me before you launch.
I've been with IA for two years.
Come here. I have something to tell you.
Look, I'm a United States senator. Hurting me is a federal offense.
I'm gonna take you to someplace safe.
You ever hear of the name Aaron McComb? Senator McComb?
If I were him, I would not keep you waiting.
- Yeah. - If you want time off, ask for it.
- Terrible. - What's going on?
We're here.
We've done a breakdown of the latest poll results.
Okay, let's finish up and get out of here.
Would you please give me the gold?
Why don't you just cut out the shit, George?
Walker.
There are no new messages.
No, no, no. Just buy it. It's an act of faith.
Trust me.
- You say you were my best friend? - For a long time.
Gotcha.
Lines of confluence, probability scales, all that shit.
When I left, nothing had happened.
You have nothing soft to land on, do you?
You'll like him, George.
- Morning. - Morning.
As you can see, we've spared every expense.
Are you busy?
Just like now.
Gentlemen, I have to get back to the Hill.
Yes, sir.
We both have the afternoon off.