Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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