Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Have you come into direct contact with the infected?
- No! - Andy!
16 down.
He's a panicker, no marksman.
Fuck.
- Flynn, go. - Doyle, where the fuck are you, man?
Oh, my God...
- Affirmative. - Open air cav transmission.
Whisky Three, why have you stopped firing? Come in.
We've lost control
- Please, let me in! - Don, it's a kid!
- How did you get here? - They were chasing me. Screaming.
And now I'm back in this shithole.
If containment fails...
Kid! Over here!
And we were trapped. Trapped in the bedroom.
Yeah, fuck outta here, man. I'm having all good dreams.
- Why the hell are you here? - Their mother had very special blood.
I bet you're tired, huh? Me, too.
Sally, give me your hand. Give me your hand, Sally!
Come on. Come on!
Geoff!
- I got him. - Well, take him out. Take him out.
OK, come on. Keep it moving.
I don't see him. Where is Fester Fucknut?
And they're safe and sound.
Yeah.
Keep going. Follow Jacob. Keep going. Sally, there's no time.
Copy that.
Code Red.
Andy!
Tam!
Just stay close. Slightly to the right, Andy.
Two minutes, we're all gonna die. You want that?
Plan B. Out of Control.
Come on. Gotta go. Gotta go. Go, go, go, go, go, go!
No!
That's not a target any more.
- Sector eight, lockdown. - Sector three, lockdown.
Andy!
Let go!
Green and brown. Interesting iris variation.
No, you're not.