Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Permission to be seated, sir. - Permission granted.
Duh-duh, da, da, da, da Da, duh-duh
The one I have is two years old. He must have changed a lot since-- since then.
Yes, sir. Ten feet forward!
- That's impressive. - Yeah. It's a great collection, isn't it?
[ Men Yelling ]
[ Inmates Shouting, Cheering ]
Dr. Thomas Bernard, 33rd Medical Unit.
To go from commanding thousands of troops in battle,
You, too, Yates.
Well, the answer is neither.
- Bring him to my office. - Who, sir?
Uh, yeah. We just needed you to send him up here as soon as possible.
You guys, we don't have much time.
But I see the only way that's gonna happen is if you request it.
Would you pass these out to the men? I don't smoke.
the corporal punishment for a prisoner begun on the day shift...
This man is going to you because he sees the worst in you.
First to fight for right and freedom
And now you're the prison bookie.
- [Inmate]Son of a bitch. - [ Grunts ]
I can have my staff write up a compassionate release on medical grounds.
Philly, I'm taking command of your division.
You need a rock with a flat edge,
that has become the focus of so much... tension...
All inmates proceed to the yard through the south ports.
I'm impressed. Pretty handy with a trowel.
I got to go back in to general.
but that's because you've never sat behind this desk-- this desk.
United States Marine Corps.
And here, you have the guard-- Well, here.
This is from Colonel Winter.
You're welcome.
- [Inmate]Hey, what are you doing, Ramon? Get down! - Aguilar, get down!
Isn't it a little late in the game to be self-righteous?
- Upside down? - It's the international sign of distress, sir.
Mr. Aguilar? It looks good.
- [Inmate]Damn nigger! - [Inmate #2] What?
This 30 days-- This three months, it's not gonna cut it.
To the hole!
Well, that's what men better than me seem to think, sir.
- is they were built to keep people out. - Forward. Ho.
The Uniform Code of Military Justice.
He's saying you're delusional,
Says here that you wore a wire on your men.
[ Indistinct ] I had nothing to do with this!
[ Yelling Continues ]
You want me to do this thing foryou?
Sir?
- Yeah, that's right. - [ Inmates Agreeing ]
What is he doing?
Sir.
Come on, you guys. Those stones weigh 25lbs a piece.
- Let's go! Come on, let's go! - [ Irwin ] Dellwo.
- [Commotion] - [Objects Shattering]
- Yeah? I hear you're running a suicide pool on me. - That's right.
Do you?
- Sir? - Yes? Please, on the table there.
I don't understand. The trial began today.
You see this?
Watch the window.
Aguilar placed a bet foryou.
- He doesn't have to do this. - Look,just step back in the prison--
a rifle driven into the ground,
- [Inmate] What'd you do, man? - What are you here for, man?
- Alert the S.O.R.T. teams. Go, go! - [ Speaks, Indistinct ]
Defend!
- Dude, why I got to get my ass kicked? - How many times you gonna ask?
- Who does? - Him.
General Irwin's reconnaissance team entered the villa at 0300.
Now! Now! Now!
or you're going to spend the next three years in solitary confinement.
[ Exhales Sharply] Oh,Jesus, man.
- [ Groans ] - Hold him down, men!
- All right. Make it ten then. - [Man]Ah, there we go.
You know he can't be trusted, right?
- We're just... mopping up now. - [ Wheeler] Good.
Now, break down the elements that make it a castle.
take the high ground...
- [Aguilar]No! - Get down!
- [Peretz] Please. Please, Colonel, put the gun down. - [ Gasps ]
[ Chuckling ]
I get to be all I can be? You gonna teach me to salute?
I'm doing my time here, I'm going home, and God willing,
And you raise that flag so it flies high where everyone can see it.
- It's all w-weak. - Don't worry about the mortar.
[ Screaming ]
Well, sometimes the apple does fall far from the tree. [ Snickers ]
Devil's in my path and the hound's on my heel
[ Blows Whistle ]
- You're an ice-cold motherfucker, Yates. - Hey, I'm not betting...
Go, General! Come on, baby!
- [ Enriquez ] Believe us now? - [Irwin]I believe you now.
and how's Ben, and I just went blank.
- What I did was wrong,Jim. - [Peretz]All teams.
- [Man]Fallout! Fallout! Fallout! - Play ball, man. Come on.
Ready... front!
Now.
-Aguilar? -[Doc] Permission to examine the prisoner, sir.
[ All Shouting ]
Why are you here, Yates?
It's gonna be 85 degrees by noon.
Very cute.
They don't want better food. They don't want more TV.
You ran it, did you not?
You may not think that I've ever set foot on a battlefield,
We'll do it another time. No, please, please. Allow me.
- You don't get sent here for that. - No, no. You don't.
- It's crazy, huh? - Let's go!Step it up!
- Watch yourself, snitch. - Hey, Yates, everything all right?
[ Grunts ]
- Go ahead. - Guys, hold up a minute.
- Make it count! Make it-- - [ Men Screaming ]