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Now, pay the piper and come out like a man.

What about Mason?

October 1, 0900 hours.

I got white smoke. I got white smoke.

Weapon is hot. I am standing by for the launch command.

Sir, I'd like to bring in our SEAL ground commander, Commander Anderson.

- I have to go to San Francisco. - No, you don't.

It's a fucking trap.

Who's Carla? And why don't you want her to come to San Francisco?

You’re not leaving! There’s a mad man in there With his hand on a…on a button!!

Modest hopes, but, uh, they kept a man alive.

- We're supposed to be on duty. - Hey, don't worry. He's an old man.

It's a slush fund where the Pentagon keeps proceeds from illegal arms sales.

You’re either with us Or against us

what kind of fucked up guard is this?

ELITE STRIKE FORCE APPROVED

- I am unarmed, sir. - Well, where's your issue?

No! It's the sake of national security that

Put it over there.

Now, this is atropine. If you come in contact with the gas,

I'm warmin' up.

Major, I want the perimeter patrolled to the west end of the island.

- So what's it gonna be? - What?

Loser? You’re not a loser we just want to fucking hang out with you man.

but of course you are

Tower this is Strike Leader. Prepared to go.

All the guards we contacted were useless.

I'd appreciate it if you'd do it with a little more respect.

I don't quite see how you cherish the memory of the dead

ditch those clowns on your ipad! please do. what's thie names? bosta and wosta.

I drive a Volvo, a beige one. But what I'm dealing with here

I will not give that order!

- Name and rank, sailor. - Well, it's Army, actually.

This mother's gonna blow big.

I'M ONLY BORROWING YOUR MEME

Thought I'd been in the service a long time.

Welcome to the Castle Rock

Listen, on this end we're gonna need another hour, Frank.

White House Chief of Staff Hayden Sinclair, General.

- Stand fast! - Hold your fire!

- Eh, gimme that! Gimme that! Abort! - Abort!

But I don't know you.

This is goin' nowhere, Frank.

- Are the hostages alive? - Every one of 'em.

is head of the FBI, some say the country.

- Where's Mason? Where is Mason? - Help! Hang on!

Oh, and a lot of goddam good it did us.

Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn?

Wait a second. Now, this piece of work might be

The tour's over, Bob.

St. Michael's Church, front pew, right leg.

- Nothing. - Well, tell 'em to stay out there.

A couple hundred years ago,

Flake... Why am I not surprised you piece of shit.

Good. Mobile Command is fully operational.

and my men were responsible for over 200 enemy kills.

have been the longest, darkest of my life.

What's it gonna take to equip a flight of F-18s with thermite plasma...

All I care about is, does ariel keep her pink dress?

We've lost coms. Still got 'em on locaters.

Why didn't you throw in a trip to Tahiti while you were at it?

Oh, that's a long story.

Losers always whine about their best. Winners go home and fuck the prom queen.

I mean, grow up! We're stuck on an island...

We have achieved our position through poise, precision and audacity.

WHy am i not surprised, you piece of shit!?

Snacks, drinks, yeah?

Vaporized Blown out to sea

Forget it! He does not exist.

Damn it! You're on a need-to-know basis, and you don't need to know.

- This is what I do. - I haven't got my glasses.

Not when it's free.

What do you know about V.X. gas?

under the guise of a security exercise, walked off with 15 V.X. poison gas rockets.

General, it's him.

child in this world is coldly considering an act of cruelty.

is one of the most deadly substances the Earth has ever known.

Trade secrets, my son.

That doesn’t give you The right to mutiny!

2400 magazine check.

You've led us into a room with no exit.

The boss is watchin' him. Come on, have... Try some of this lobster.

My girlfriend's pregnant...

You don't look too good.

the second you don't respect this, it kills you.

- How old are you, Chief of Staff Sinclair? - I'm 33.

- Where's it go? - I've no idea.

They'll call if we fire one of our rockets up their ass.

Oh, honey, come on. Just a really quick one.

Stop! Hey, hey, you!

It’s eating my fucking suit, alright?

And Mason's angry, he's lethal, he's a trained killer.

Oh, okay, you go first.

Really? And what happens if you drop one?

I want one thing: how he escaped the Rock.

Well, timeo danaos et dona ferentis.

God willing, in less than 48 hours

This is the worst call I've ever had to make.

All I care about is Are we playing halo?

Gosh...kind of a lots happened since then.

I want a net put on this son of a bitch, you hear me?

Well, I found a picture of you among my mom's things when she died.

We are at war with terror.

It has been the greatest honor of my life to serve with you, General.

What happened to the 5 people in the sub?

These men died for their country, and they

In point of fact, I am a field agent, Mr Mason.

I got a little somethin' for ya.

So you're not russian shills, you're incompetent?

- Sixty or seventy. - Well, that's, that's not so bad.

I don't think I like your tone, Captain. We planned for this contingency.

I hope you're insured!

The hour is approaching, sir. Just letting the general know of the time, sir.

- Sir, I'm not qualified for that. - You're an FBI agent!

the rock has become a prison again?

Goodspeed, Godspeed, Godspell