Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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