Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Falling behind. - Go. We'll finish.
-(BLASTERS FIRING) -(GRUNTS)
Cinta
They don't care enough to learn.
This kid, I mean,
Keep lying and it'll be a short night for you.
Come on!
if you play us in anyway, they will die.
Let's get back to base.
VEL: We have two minutes.
(DISTANT RUMBLING)
If you slow us down, if you stall, if you argue,
(ROBODA SOBBING)
She doesn't want to jeopardize the mission.
He likes giving orders, doesn't he?
KIMZI: Heading to the vault.
Excuse me?
(BOTH STRAINING)
(SOLDIER GRUNTS)
they fail to notice you've given them nothing
- VEL: You better pray we do. - You have no idea...
SOLDIER: Sir.
Move!
Escort, march!
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
I write when I can't sleep.
Ours are working.
VEL: Valley-One out.
(SCOFFS)
Valley-One. Valley-One on spot.
They're holding hostages, including my wife and son.
Hexba.
Dive!
- That's insane. - Or we die together.
(WHOOSHING)
(IN ENGLISH) Let them pass.
- When are you gonna learn? - SOLDIER 1: We were waiting!
Where's Skeen?
I'm struggling to understand why my faith doesn't calm me.
(SOLDIER GROANS)
(GRUNTS, GASPS)
(SIGHS)
Valley-One. Loud and clear.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
MON: My bill assails the coarse and blatant domination
I don't see them having a choice.
TARAMYN: (OVER RADIO) Echo-One.
It's a ten-day trek up from the Lowlands.
Echo-One. Echo.
Let's go! Move!
(WHOOSHING)
No, it's liberating. You decide what it says.
No great loss there.