Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey!
Now these things,
Gotta feather it.
Gear is down.
American like you.
Are you all right?
Maybe, Mac.
Not one bit.
Prisoners of Naoetsu...
This is just like sitting in a living room trying to fly the house.
Everybody brace.
Officer.
Little lemon,
You are?
Come on, Louie.
Roger.
You must live through the night.
We've invaded the Marshall Islands.
Damn flak.
So you think there's some kind of a grand plan?
- Zamp? - Yeah, yeah?
Our father, which art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.
What are you doing, wop?
Hair, hair, hair!
Go on.
In the spirit of the new future of our Great Nations,
Yeah.
I leave Omori tomorrow.
nobody make a gnocci like her
Harder!
We cannot have disease in the barracks.
Okay.
Next!
Tinker, you're up top.
4:12. Getting close.
Phil?
Look me in the eye.
Hit me!
Come on!
Next!
You know it.
It is necessary to have respect.
The Baron's been beaten, Tinker.
First, she makes the dough out of very fine flour.
Yes, that's Zamperini overtaking Norway's Rolf Hansen.
Stay down. Dumb Dago.
Oh, God.
Colonel would like to know location of radar in E-class, B-24.
Pillsbury?
Gehringer.
This is how the Japanese eat fish.
On three. Two. Three.
Oh, boy!
Yes, I do.
You will. All right? You think about home. Okay?
You and your greasy wop family.